4th of July & First Race

I’m catching up on our summer adventures, so don’t mind me posting about 4th of July on the last week of July. Better late than never – right?

We had a low key 4th of July this year. Our city actually celebrates the 4th on the 3rd with a big fireworks show and carnival games for the kids but since it was hotter than all hell this week, we decided to forgo the fireworks (and the fact that they don’t start until dusk which is way past a little someone’s bedtime) but we did sign up for our little city’s 4k race and kid dash. Now when I said ‘we’ I meant the hubs signed up for the 4k.

BabyBird knows that Daddy runs in races and we always meet him at the finish line which is usually different than the starting line. But since our suburban city is pretty small, the start and finish line was at the same place which made it really easy for us to cheer for Daddy. Except when it came time for Daddy to start the run, BabyBird got all upset and sad that he had ran away. Oh dear. We walked over to our car to get breakfast and apply a good coat of sunscreen and by the time we made it back, the announcers were cheering on the finishers. Yikes, in the time it took us to walk to the car and back, Daddy finished a 4k.


Fueling up while Daddy ran the 4k.


Munching away on the snacks.


Uh… what? Crossing those legs, seriously? (and don’t mind that random guy in the background)


First running bib. This one kills me.


There are just so many funny things going on in this picture. First off, I have no idea who these other kids are but hopefully they don’t mind being in this picture. I love #449’s expression on his face and the smirk on #833. BabyBird was one of the youngest to run the 40 yard dash and he did so well. I was kinda afraid he would get distracted, but once the other kids started running he ran right towards me with all of his might.


That kid in the #449 bib still cracks me up. And check out that side eye from #827 in the green shirt.

BabyBird was so proud to be standing in line and waiting for his group to run. The organizers were great (they must have been coaches or something because they totally spoke kid language and were great at getting all of the kids to listen and follow directions, most of the runners were grade school aged)


A proud little guy showing his ribbon to an even more proud Daddy.

Afterwards, was the 1/4 mile race around the path that leads to 3 playgrounds. BabyBird and Daddy ran the course together and he ran the entire way too. Most of the kids were a lot older and they sprinted the way and a few got distracted half way and made pit stops at the playground – ha!

We went home for showers, lunch & naps. Afterwards we headed out to one of our favorite hikes along the Boulder Creek.




And ended the day at our local ice cream shop, Sweet Cow.

This was also when Mommy forgets to say “kid sized” scoop of ice cream and he lucked out and got a full scoop. Oops?