Happy Independence Day everyone.
These photos are from last year. I still haven’t managed to scrap them. The photo of A--- turned out cute, but L---- was in a snit. He’s in a snit a lot lately. I have piles and piles of photos with him wearing this expression. Isn’t it pleasant? I can’t wait until he is a full fledged teenager.
He does have a point, though. The July 4th parades in our little town leave a little to be desired. If it wasn’t for all the candy being tossed to the kids standing on the sidelines there would be no reason to attend at all.
We usually have low-key Fourth of July celebrations. We attend the parade; go home where it is cool. Then emerge at about 8 p.m. to sit on the side of the road and watch fireworks.
A--- is really excited about the upcoming holiday. We bought smoke bombs and snaps for him today and they are already gone. When he went to bed tonight he had the empty smoke bombs lined up on the table beside his bed.
When I was a kid my father always marched in the parades with the VFW, sometimes he carried the flag, other times he road a float. But he was always there in his uniform with Floyd Hunsaker and a few others.
I was always immensely proud of him. I am immensely proud to be his daughter, and to be an American.
My prayer for this country today and every day is for God to continue to bless the USA, and all the citizens of this great, sacred, chosen land.