Tuesday, July 8, 2014

O beautiful for spacious skies ...


Every July fourth holiday, I think about the Sandlot. I just want Emma and Colt to have special memories like the kids in that movie. Sure, America has changed a lot, and we live in the boonies, but there are still a lot of special memories to be made.

This year, we celebrated at Karen’s lake house. We got off to a late start because Colt Buddy took a late nap, but we eventually made it to the lake, ate hamburgers and hot dogs, swam and waited for the sun to go down.

A lot of Karen’s family and friends were over celebrating the holiday, so the kids were a little skiddish (they don’t love large crowds of strangers ... even if they are the friendliest people in the world!).  We still played in the water and then bundled up around the fire while we waited for the fireworks to start.


The kids ate smores and then we did sparklers while we waited for the traffic to die down a little. It was a pretty fun and low-key day. It also seemed to be another reminder that we are getting older. We used to host (or attend) a pretty big party and stay up until all hours letting off fireworks and having fun. This year I couldn’t get back to my pillow soon enough.

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