Ok, so I posted about a months worth of pictures this weekend, so you'll have to scroll down and read it in reverse to get the full effect. :) Hope you have a few minutes. :)
Last year was our first 4th of July in our new neighborhood and we found that there was nothing better than being right in our own driveway on the 4th. Our city is fireworks CRAZY!!!!! You can sit in our driveway and look in any direction and see fireworks. It's like being in a war zone. It's the BEST!!! Last year we had invited my mom and dad over to experience it with us and this year they were happy to be invited again. We also Andy's folks, my Grandparents, and Andy's sister and her family.
Here's our second "Little Sparkler." His bib (which Ben also wore when he was close to Braden's age) says, "I'm A Little Sparkler....Happy Fourth of July!"
By the way, somehow the date on my camera for all of my 4th of July pictures says Jan. 2 of 06 ~Not sure how that happened--oh well.
Andy had quite a time grilling our dinner for us. The clouds began moving in about 1/2 hour before we were going to begin grilling so he decided it'd be a good idea to go ahead and get started so we would have something to eat for dinner. Well, about 1/2 way through his cooking, it began pouring. We pulled our deck table that has an umbrella attached to it over to try to shade him from the rain, but he still had to hold another umbrella over the grill to keep it fairly dry. It was hilarious. I wish I would have taken a picture of it. After he was done grilling, it stopped raining, of course.
Since it was still pretty wet outside, we all ate inside instead of outside. The kids just "picnicked" in the middle of the living room floor.
Braden had his little "throne" to eat at as always and enjoyed every minute of dinner.
After dinner Ben and his cousins Sammie and Sarah went out and swam in the pool for a little while waiting on it to get dark so we could do fireworks.
A neighbor of mine had invited us to a 4th of July party they were throwing at their house, but since I had already planned on spending the evening with family, we didn't go. I took a picture of all the cars anyway just because. She told me the next day that I should be glad I didn't come. She said it was CRAZY when it started raining because ALL those people were inside her house. (Her garage was full because she had a garage sale the very next day and had stuff all the way down to the end of the driveway so they couldn't get into the garage! She said she thought she was going to lose her mind that night because of all the kids running around with punks and she was so afraid of someone getting hurt. 
Someone from a block over from our house shot off a big firework that shot parachute men out of it. Ben saw them coming towards our house, so he chased them all the way into the back yard and found them. He brought them back to proudly show me.
We are still not ready to let Benjamin light any fireworks on his own yet, so we'd let him go up with one of us each time and light it and we'd run back together. He had a BLAST--literally--ha-ha!

On the 3rd, Andy, Ben, Braden and I went out to get some fireworks for the big event. Andy and Ben had shopped a bunch of the tents a few days earlier and found out where the best deals on certain items were. We set out that night to get the good deals and ended up even finding some even better deals since we waited until closer to the holiday. It was a lot of fun shopping together for fireworks. That's something we've never done as a family before.
None of my pictures outside turned out very good this year. There was too much going on and we waited until it was almost completely dark this year to go outside, but I wanted to get one of Ben and Andy since I got such a cute one last year of them together.

Mom, Grandma and Grandpa stuck around to watch the fireworks displays with us. My Dad was not feeling well at all that night, so he layed down in our room while all the hoopla was going on outside. We put Braden to bed before going out to start shooting stuff off. He definately didn't mind that at all. About 1/2 way through shooting our fireworks, we took a break to go back on our deck to watch the city fireworks display that is set off in a park just 2 streets behind our house. It's so awesome to sit on your own deck and watch something that we used to drive for miles to see when I was a kid.
This firework was named "Squiggly Star" and Ben HAD to buy it and get his picture taken with it because he has a blanket he is still very attached to that he has nicknamed "Squiggly."
Of all the things that Ben is NOT afraid of, he is AFRAID of some of the strangest. Just like shooting off all those loud obnoxious fireworks and then being afraid of holding a sparkler, of all things. It took me all evening to get him to do a sparkler. I kept asking and asking him and he didn't want any part of it, but finally he gave in......
and even flashed me a little grin :)