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Germy 4th of July

So....it's no secret that we spend our free time on the lake. We have a boat, we have a house to stay in and we really like it. Last summer I couldn't go out on the boat. I was about to burst with Shrek and Donkey and could barely walk. My doctor banned me from boating. This summer I was super excited to get to swim and go boating. Memorial Day is too cold to swim in the water and Mr. Mayer had to get the boat de-winterized and cleaned up. We didn't really have an opportunity between Memorial Day and 4th of July so I was super excited for the 4th to arrive. A day or two before our getaway the big Blue Green Algae disaster struck. Swimming and any contact with the water in the lake was discouraged. I started reading on the CDC and Mayo Clinic websites and they stated that the algae could kill a child quickly and cause all sorts of health problems. Um...no thanks. Crap. I might be willing to risk some gastrointestinal problems in myself, but I couldn't let Diva or her cousin near the water. I couldn't risk that. So, land bound we were. We still managed to have a good time. Diva and her cousin were very busy little girls and very tired by the time we all headed home yesterday. We took our blow up pool so the kids (Shrek and Donkey included) could splash around. Nana and Papa even found a sprinkler we could turn on for the girls that they could run through.
Granted, Diva and Iz were confused why we were at the lake and they couldn't go near the water. We told the girls that there were some really bad germs in the water that could make them sick. They seemed satisfied with that answer. Though everyday they asked if the germs were still in the water. We distracted them with fireworks and other activities. Diva was very excited to "not be scared" anymore. This child has always been terrified of loud noises. Fireworks send her into a complete tailspin. However, for the first time in 4 years Mr. Mayer, Diva and I were able to sit on the dock and watch fireworks as Diva exclaimed "I'm not scared anymore!"
Mr. Mayer loves fireworks...we took the girls and let them buy some fireworks and sparklers. I'm not sure if the Dad's or the girls had a better time.
Here are a few pictures of our weekend...
Donkey wasn't crazy about the water at first.












Those silly girls loved to run through the smoke bombs.

Shrek and Donkey watching their sister and Daddy play with fireworks.


What should we do next?













The girls got to throw their own smoke bombs. VERY.EXCITING.









They decorated Nana and Papa's driveway with sidewalk paint. Papa was glad it washed off.






They were having as much fun as the girls.





I think I should probably have Mr. Mayer teach me how to do those cool photo collages I've been seeing around.

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  1. Seriously, I'm tired just from seeing her run in all those pictures! She had to be worn out!

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