Thursday was Pioneer Day here in the great state of Utah. We invited our friends the Schramms over for dinner and fireworks. The kids are all throwing poppers.
Elinor was the pyromaniac this year-- couldn't get enough of the open flame.
That's a picture of summer.
Not everyone appreciates the Piccolo Pete screamers.
Arranged marriage?-- yes, please! Where can I sign the papers?
Corrine and Bethany are good friends.
Here is a picture of Faith giving her daddy love and support. You see, Abe is so good as to plan our fireworks show each year, but this year he was upstaged a bit. While we were watching our grand finale fireworks, like this one...
... others in the neighborhood were setting off huge aerial ones. So the really big cheers were more for the neighbor's fireworks, than for ours.
Fortunately, Abe's wounded ego recovered, and we all got a good laugh out of it. We'll just have to remember to be about a half hour earlier with our show next year.