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.
3 comments:
Dad in the parade is one of my favorite memories. Some other memories aren't so great. I really can't remember going to parades or anything else as a very small child. It may have happened, but I think the 4th was really just another work day on the ranch. Same with the 24th and really any other summer holiday. Make hay while the sun shines isn't just a cute saying on a working ranch.
I have seen that same expression on A'as face many times lately. Do you think the triplets are hitting puberty? The line of spent smoke bombs is a hopeful sign of a little bit of the sunny happy child still lingering.
sweet memory of your daddy.
Happy 4th!
We are so blessed to live in this country - a fact that I take time to give thanks for each and every day of my life.
I love this entry. It touched my heart.
And the meloncholy mood that your son has - I'm with you. John is 14 and he wears that look more often than not. There are times when I just want to shake him and say, "Enjoy being a teenager, it's not ALL THAT BAD."
Happy 4th of July, Alleen.
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