The 4th of July - Mariposa Style

Since I'm hopelessly behind on my blogging, I thought I'd put some pictures up that pretty much speak for themselves:

We spent Saturday at the Merced River, which was wonderful. It reminded me so much of being at the rivers up by Humboldt State. At one point, Hoby had taken Rory over to the tide pools to look for pollywogs and I was laying out on a rock in the sun, drinking a cold beer and dipping my feet in the water. Sighhhhh, it was pure heaven. For a few minutes, I was daydreaming that I been transported back in time to my carefree college days...until my darling son came over and quickly brought me back to reality with a splash of cold river water. Thanks, Ro.



Of course, the men had to show off for the kids by jumping off some rocks into the river. If there was ever any doubt these guys are brothers, well, there isn't now! Check out these photos:



At first I thought I took the same picture twice! But that's Brandon jumping in the first photo and Hoby jumping in the second one. They are in the exact same position - how weird is that?!

So, what else do people do on 4th of July weekend up in the mountains? Well, we waved some sparklers,



washed Uncle Brandon's van,



watered the plants in the buff (not all of us, just Rory! Besides, real mountain men don't need no stinkin' clothes!):



And after a LOOOOOOOONG day of playing with cousins, shooting BB guns, throwing rocks, jumping in and out of the pool and eating the steady stream of sugar provided by Grandma Judy, we CRASHED:



Yup, I'd say it was a good time had by all...