There are pretty much blillions upon blillions of reasons that I'm grateful and thankful to be and live in America. Here's just a few and also some pictures of our 4th of July 2013 festivities.
1. Grocery stores that sell cheap-oh fireworks.
2. Little kids begging to watch and set off the fireworks all day.
3. Crappy lawn chairs that only get thrown away when they start to rust or the handles break off in jagged edges.
4. Little boy shirts with capes on them.
5. Children goofing around on a hot summer afternoon.
6. Boys stomping on things and thinking it's hilarious.
7. The right to think something is scary. All day the boys were hyped about the fireworks, but 10 seconds into the spectacular, spectacular, they were done. Cullen spent the rest of the night inside watching an Extremely Goofy Movie and Arden spent the rest of the night either hanging out with Poppy or in our neighbors' yard. It's a good thing that we all have the right to form our beliefs and act on them independently of others. We are very lucky.
8. We're also bounce back pretty quick as a nation. So after we're scared or down, we get right back up and put a smile on and get back to enjoying other things.
9. Like little wolverine popper thingies.
10. Traditions. I think that's what I love the most about being an American, we're rooted in traditions that start of as nothing and then all of the sudden become something. We have made this little lawn-chaired front row (only row really) fireworks extravaganza our something. It's meaningful for us to eat Bubba burgers and deviled eggs and then sit around clapping as little kids brave their fears to watch the finale of the fountain fireworks. There's something magical about that and this is what keeps us as an American family going, the magic of it all.
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