

We attended the fireworks on July 2nd friends. It was a beautiful night!
What more could you ask for, the Symphony Orchestra as our soundtrack, snow cones, ice cream, cotton candy, fried dough as the entree, and fireworks as the entertainment.
I tried to explain to the girls why the Fourth of July is a holiday. I told them it was America's Birthday. Throughout the festivities C asked me "Mommy when is America coming? "It's his Birthday." I think she was expecting a Birthday Cake:)
E had been before, but this was C's first time. She loved it!
It was a late night, and I told DH it may be brutal the next day. C slept until 8:30, but E must be on Mommy's internal clock was up at her usual time 6am.
I nudged DH and told him take one for the team. I explained it was his duty as
Happy Birthday America!

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