Aight, it’s been a misfit of a minute
Since Fourth of July, some curious observations have been made
First, the Vernons and Stein-Meyers joined forces for the first time to have a big ole barbecue. And James Vernon is just as good behind the grill as he is above the stove.
Little Carter passed out after one burger.
Meanwhile, Olly and Izzy were dressed in red white and blue, tap dancing and singing old-school songs from the 1700s at the Grand Oak Resort. Mr. Arnold did not spare a single expense in Americanizing the resort. As shown by, well, the bill.
Ridley, smart cookie she is, had a firework cannon she actually built the month before and brought it out to have fun.
Everyone panicked. Except the twins. And her mother was about to give her an earful mixed with the grounding of a lifetime.
Too bad her dad was the one who mailed her the instructions. And since he was visiting for the short holiday that is Independence Day, Ridley got away with it.
Leila and Sandra had a nice little photo of the two holding sparklers
Theo double, no, triple checked the doves cages to make sure they were locked. He was fine with grilled chicken and beef patties, NOT raining smoked dove
Dante’s sparkling wand had some freedom touches. Aka blue and red sparks along with the white
And, well, before Ridley launched her own fireworks along with the town’s own batch, she called her friends over so they could all press the button together. The rest of the town? An extra two feet back.
And the show went off great! It was loud and bright, and a clear night sky too.
Ridley must’ve thought of Carter one day cuz a heart shaped firework made its way into the fray.
And, when the fireworks were up, and the mess that was tinged paper was cleaned up along with paper plates and hotdog buns, the town called it a day.