Celebrating the Fourth of July

The 4th of July. Did you know that it ranks first in Americans' minds as their favorite holiday? I was so surprised to hear that--I would think Christmas or Thanksgiving. Anyway, John was gone for the weekend, so the girls and I accepted an invitation to watch the fireworks at the Bosses' house. This would normally fill me with dread, especially without Mark there, but man, I sure am working through some stuff in therapy ;-)

Glo had to work, and we didn't want to show up too early anyway. To be honest, we had already started our fast for the following Fast Sunday, so we just had to kind of slip in and slip out or else Teresa would have forced us to eat something ;-)

It was a delightful hour and a half. We played corn hole (I was the ultimate winner with Hannah never winning...).

We played with the kid toys. Actually, it was Glo that got right in there with the other actual kids and figured out all the fun to be had.

And finally, we sat on the two jet skis and watched a fantastic 30 minute fireworks show.

We had brought trifle to share, but when I saw the feast set out on multiple tables, we just threw it in the fridge until we left and grabbed it and took it home ;-)

And for the rest of the weekend, we tried to soothe Cherry through the fireworks. But neither her Thunder Shirt nor the noice canceling headphones did anything....

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