
We woke up to a very rainy and busy fourth of July. I'm not sure why but it just didn't feel like the fourth. Maybe it was because it was a Wednesday and life as usual around our house but up until dinner we just didn't notice the holiday. But that all changed the second the kids put on their red, white and blue clothes and the sun came out. Then we all started to get excited for ice cream and fireworks. We sat on our blanket and listen to Aliya tell us how fireworks are made from men with giant cannons shooting glow necklaces and bracelets into the sky. It was a magical and beautiful night with those I love most.

Yogi is the only member of our home that is not a fan of fireworks. Although he didn't complain or whimper as much this year, he pretty much ignored the whole thing.