such great heights

While we were up North our group went for a trek in the mountains. The little man had insisted on walking as much as possible, which I'm sure was at least a mile on his little legs. There were a few scrapes and falls but he pushed through determined as ever to hike the whole thing. 

Ok fine, Arizona can be beautiful

Gunnar was so very excited to spend the few days with his daddy. He loves him so very much. There is no competition when we are both home. Gunnar will not let me hold him or come within five feet of him if dad is home... It's a really nice feeling...

Happy to be with daddy!

independence

For the fourth of July, we did the only true American thing to do and ventured up to the Flagstaff with our friends for a small town celebration. It felt a little like Sweet Home Alabama meets the Sandlot and it was perfect. After breakfast we watched the parade (my first fourth of july parade... ever) and then we spent the rest of the day at the city fair dancing, crafting, eating, playing and chatting. 

Later in the evening, we journeyed down south and lit fireworks with Gunnar's cousins! One particularly got away and everyone ran for their lives while I took a picture. 

he was amazed