Fourth of July

At the church. Again this year. For the 8th year in a row. And, it was great. As always.

It poured. Like a monsoon. Right before.

Daddy went up to the church first. To scout us out a place. But ended up staying in the car. Waiting for the storm to blow over.

When it did, he called us. We went up. And sat in the car for about 15 minutes. Just to make sure the rain had passed.

Then we found our place on the hill. With our friends. It was wet. And very, very muddy. So muddy our shoes would get stuck. And come off.

But, the kids loved playing in it. And it didn't stop them from running around. And jumping on the bounce house. Or eating. With friends. It didn't stop us. From eating. And hanging out with friends.

I had to work the coke tent for a couple of hours. And I LOVED doing that. Getting to meet and greet and be friendly to all the different kinds of people who come to hang and watch the show.

The music was fabulous. The rain stayed away. And the fireworks were spectacular. One of my favorite summer holidays . . .