I know I am a little late in this posting, but this was our Fourth of July. We went up to what felt like the very top of Mount Graham and went hiking. The kids all had a blast, although I didn't really enjoy myself because I was carsick all the way up, and then scared to death the kids were going to fall off the edge during the hike. It didn't help that the dads were attempting to be daredevels. I guess there's no balance in these things! We all had fun watching the fireworks except for Connor, who was terrified. And what a time to forget his blanky!