Fourth of July.....Luke's favorite holiday. (I know...I say it every year.)
I woke up before 6am with the boys, to put out flags for the Boy Scout fundraiser. When we were done, we picked up Foster's donuts and brought some back for Wiggy. I crawled back into bed and slept for two more hours! Deee-lish!
Tubbs was invited to his buddy T-Bone's house for swimming and fireworks. We went out to breakfast together and they picked Tubbs up from there when we were done eating.
Before breakfast we drove next door to St. John's to pick up fireworks.
Wiggy and I headed to the mall and did a little shopping. We of course had to try on lots of lipsticks at Sephora!
While we did that, Luke and Bubba headed to Lowe's to pick up a new BBQ.
Luke and Bubba were nice and sweaty after assembling the BBQ, so we all headed out to the pool for a bit. It sure was quiet without Tubbs there. It just didn't seem the same celebrating without him.
We ate some dinner around 8pm and then headed to the front yard for fireworks.
Tubbs came by the house around 9:30 to pick up some clothes so he could stay the night with T-Bone. I sure do like celebrating special days like this with all my kids together! Lesson learned!
That Stop Wasn't On My Itinerary....
So the Hogue's made it to Florida for our first official family vacation. It was Sawyer's first plane ride....and Simon's first plane ride that he can remember. We were excited....the boys were stoked. We had everything we needed! But it seems that Sawyer packed something with him that wasn't on our checklist: a big case of pneumonia. Yes, the little fella made it almost one whole day in Florida before he started heading downhill fast. Our 2nd day in Orlando we were in the Urgent Care south of Cocoa Beach. (By the way, to see a doctor more quickly, it helps if you vomit all over the waiting room in front of the receptionist. Little tip for ya) After chest x-rays they advised us to head to the ER in Melbourne, where they eventually admitted him to the hospital. So, we had 3 night deluxe accommadations at the Holmes Regional Medical Center. The little whipper snapper was a trooper though! The nurses loved him, thankfully, and made us all feel right at home. We were going to send postcards out with pictures of the hospital since we spent 40% of our trip there...but they didn't have any. Imagine that!Hmmm.....maybe its something they should consider.
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