As the only LaPierres in NewEngland for Patriot's day we felt responsible to document the event for the rest of you unable to make the pilgrimage back to Zion.
Paul Revere riding into town (Michelle thought he was rather old to be Paul Revere...)
The British are coming.
The Battle. Proof that even grown men like to play good guys and bad guys.
After the battle we went and had a yummy breakfast at the Johnstons house (which is an Arlington Ward tradition). There were tons of people their including almost all of the missionaries in the mission.
Jamie wanted pictures with anyone dressed up. It was pretty sweet.
Tyson did so well, especially considering the fact that we got up at 4:30am to witness this event. This is his "I want to look around but I'm really tired, so I have a grumpy face look".
The Parade. Jamie went to take pictures, while I was letting Tyson catch some sleep at the Thompsons house.
All the people watching the parade with Jamie.
And of course Patriots day wouldn't be complete without a run to Kimball's farm. We got super yummy ice cream, talked with the wardites that were there and even threw a frisbee around. It was a jolly extravaganza. Gotta love New England!