"I'm proud to be an American"
Yes, I love my country. I love my freedom.
I love the people that sacrifice to allow me to have it. Honestly, I do, but I take it for granted.
364 days out of the year I usually take it for granted. But on 4th of July when the flags are lining the streets and there are hot dogs and hamburgers, and potato salad, and chips and pop lining every table from here to the next gazillion houses
When we grab our lawn chairs and play around outside from sun up to sun down and later still hearing pop and bang from miles around dressed in our best red, white, and blue
When we grab the best seat with the most amazing view of our starry sky and see amazing fireworks explode in the air....
That's when I feel the most pride. That's when I remember and savor every ounce of the blessings this country has afforded me.
And yes, I still get a little emotional. It seems to get worse every year as the boys get older and grow to love this holiday as much as I do, their dad does and as much as their grandpa did.
We spent the day around the house. The boys playing and with the help of their dad shooting off little firecrackers.
Waylon practiced taking pictures when I would let him have my camera.
He didn't do too bad.
Wyatt had to have a turn too.
We headed to a historic part of downtown in one of our neighboring towns on the 4th to watch professional fireworks. The same fireworks we watched the year before.
Weston got antsy and was throwing tiny lawn chairs around until he heard that first boom.
His eyes found me as fast as they could and his feet were soon to follow. He couldn't reach me fast enough. His legs, one on each side of mine. His arms wrapped tightly over mine as I swallowed up his little body with my arms. His eyes following every stream and soon his fears relaxed and he was in awe of what he was seeing. Only to be reminded again as I let go to wipe the hair out of my eyes. He would grab my arm and force it back as snug around his body as he could get it. It was the longest he has sat still and quiet that I can remember.