The Best July 4th Ever

After a great church service, where we met our new minister, and Sunday dinner, where DD ate a piece of chocolate pie as big as her head, we scurried home to change into hiking clothes and head for Fall Creek Falls with some friends. It was quite a journey, weaving in and out of satellite and cellular service, but we managed to survive. Good thing, too; otherwise, we might have missed this:

or this:

And I'm pretty sure I saw him in a Godzilla movie once:

We toured a good bit of Fall Creek Falls before it was time to head back to civilization to watch the fireworks, which were thoroughly enjoyed by all. It was late when we got home, and as she was going to bed, she told us it was the best July 4th ever. How could it not be? She ate pie, went hiking, watched fireworks and stayed up a whole past her bedtime. Happy 4th!