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Our 4th of July was a little non-conventional since non-Independence day patrons were setting off the non-American fireworks without any fire code or regulations or possibly instructions written in their native tongue. You can't really tell from the video, but the flaming cow had fire spewing out of all sides of it (including the rear) and then spinning wheels of fire came flying at us (I don't think this part was planned). Notice Matthew's evil laugh in the background before we begin to run ourselves. I don't think I've ever laughed and cried so hard at the same time. Best 4th EVER!


We got to see my precious nephew when we got back from Ecuador. He is probably the cutest thing I've ever seen. I finally bribed him to say mine and Matthew's names. We are Aunt Khaki and Uncle Myth.... I kind of feel like super heros. I hope it sticks!




Easton's signature dance was incredible. My sister and brother-in-law truly know how to raise their kid right! :)   I hope he becomes a dancer like his Aunt Khaki. He already has Intro to Hip Hop checked off.

He's just growing up before my eyes..... well not before mine since he's living in a different state, but he's growin up beautifully all the same!



~KhakiBuster

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