Day 21: The End

Today was, of course, the day we were supposed to all die.

Zombies.

Flood.

Fire.

Something.

Well, there was fire tonight.

FIRE!

But it was only a bonfire at an "end of the world" party.

Pretty lame for an apocalypse.

It would have been a great day for the world to end, though.

I got to see my retired babies.

The kids helped me groom them.

Yonah made a new friend.

I spontaneously got my very first official riding lesson.

And Kim and the kids got to finally meet and play with Sugar. 

4th of July

We celebrated once again with friends and family.

We got the official celebration started with a new tradition.

Anything involving The BUCKET! of Safety is, inherently, safe.
(According to some people.) 

Even when it looks like this.
(Note: This picture is from 2011. In 2012, The BUCKET! was only this mild
at the beginning of the evening. I just didn't get any decent shots of it this time.)

This year saw a new safety measure:
If you saw something unsafe, or someone being unsafe,
you grabbed a water balloon and chucked it at the person or fire.

The traditional, and possibly vintage, finale: The Frog Prince.

Frog Prince meets The BUCKET!

Any time your 4th of July celebration ends with this, you know you've had
a good time.