Yesterday, the 3rd of July, was our 4th of July observed.
In the morning, I ran 4 miles in my new vibrams, in honor of the 4th of July. I only felt like ralphing on a short little portion of the run in the bottom third of my run. It was my second long run in the five-fingers and I pushed through the calf pain. Ouch.
After that we did some damage at the Dupage Children’s Museum where Phoebe had her first experience in a Wood Shop.

That night we went to the Taste of OakBrook. As a kid, I grew up attending the fireworks here, but this was the first time I had experienced the Taste. It was yummy food (pretzel bun burgers!!!) and there were pony rides for the kiddos. I did not get ONE bug bite (yes, I was bathed in OFF) and though my children were up later then they have ever been before, they were not very cranky today at all. 4th of July Miracles!
I have finally come to terms with the fact that I am twins with my mother. My 2-year-old neice called me Grammy all weekend, as if the above pix are not evidence enough.