We have been bouncing from one activity to the next throughout the entirety of June. When Independence Day rolled around, we was tired-ee, tired, tired.
We had discussed getting up early and catching a parade. When the morning dawn broke, Michael and I decided we didn't want to deal with the masses of candy-grubbers. So we had a leisurely morning instead. When Sissy emerged from her cave sometime near lunch, she asked when the parade was happening.
Oops.
Let's just say that the news of our ditching the festivities didn't land well. There were tears. And yelling. Sheesh, I didn't realize the parade was that important. We quickly distracted Sissy with an apology and lunch from McAlister's. She loves that place.
We didn't have any other plans so we settled in for a day of lounging and movie-watching. (Hey, we was tired-ee, tired, tired. Don't forget it's a free country and I can celebrate my Independence on the couch in my jammies if I want. And I want.)
But then my friend texted early afternoon and invited us over for a 4th of July pool party and BBQ. Okay, okay - that seems better than lounging. So we went.
Sissy swam, Michael and I ate and visited, and Baby finally let our friend play with her. He's been trying since her birth. They went in the pool and everything. Success.
By nightfall, I was ready to put Baby in bed so Sissy and Michael ventured off on their own to find fireworks. They parked at the mall and had a moderately successful viewing area. The only downside was that it took 45 minutes for them to drive the 2.4 miles home.
I admit now that we should have gone to the parade and been more 4th of July-ee. It makes the day more meaningful to actually celebrate our Independence, rather than just eating lunch on the couch.
I guess it's true...you're never too old to learn something new. Next year. Next year.
Happy 4th of July!
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