The Balloon Festival begins bright and early at 6:30! Anyone who knows my family knows that that is an unheard of hour. But we were able to pull ourselves out of bed to see the beautiful balloons rise up, up, and away. A few we even got to see come back. We cheered as they tossed beanbags from their baskets onto a big X marked on the field.
These are the best smiles you can get from my half-awake kids (and daddy)!
We were all excited to see Darth "Mater," as Brenna kept saying, inflate and take off. He didn't go to far but it was pretty neat.
After balloons we went on our traditional donut run to the Provo Bakery for a very nummy breakfast.
I think I love the Fourth of July so much because we have some pretty awesome traditions. Traditions are part of what makes family great!
Now we are off to the fireworks show. Love It!!





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