The 3rd of July Eagle wood firework tradition lives on. It is a favorite tradition for everyone. The Wilcox's stopped on their way home from their vacation, along with Jones, Goodworths, Elliotts & Julie too.
The men barbecued over at the annex, while the kids played and the women visited.
We pulled off a delicious meal complete with all the works.
Morgan turned 15....so we celebrated her! 
Here is the crew of cousins.
Before everyone arrived Lydia was playing on the stage and she fell off and landed right on her nose. I was in the kitchen so Aunt Ali came to the rescue. There was blood all over. Her nose was pretty swollen and the following day a little bruised. Poor little lamb.
This was my little buddy at the fireworks. He sat down next to me and I said, "hey handsome!" he replied, "I'm not handsome, I'm Eric."
These three definitely keep getting more handsome.
Brooke & Spencer reserved out our spot for us this year.
It was another perfect Utah night.
Lydia is still not a fan of fireworks. She covered her ears about 20 minutes prior to them starting. I think I'll buy her some ear plugs before the 24th of July. **bright flash**
Jaida.
The only thing that could have made this night even better was Grandma & Grandpa presence. We sure miss those two!
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