Independence Day

This 4th of July weekend, two of my cousins came to visit, and there was much rejoicing. Specifically, there were fireworks, sparklers, cupcakes and ice cream cones, and ice cream cones topped with frosting from the cupcakes. And then we went into diabetic comas.


Pre-coma.

There was a moment when we thought Penny might not survive the fireworks display, given how she reacted to some distant fireworks she only heard the night before. She was very concerned, and tearfully told everyone in the family she was scared, but "I ok now," (sniffle). But she was scared. So we spent the next day talking up how cool fireworks are—yes they are noisy, but they're so pretty! We're going to have so much fun, do you know why? Because it's America's birthday! Birthdays are awesome!

We ended up scoring a great spot to watch the show, and Penny was very brave. She even commented on the ones she liked (the green ones). We snuggled together on our blankets and enjoyed the pyrotechnics, oohing and aaahing appropriately. It was fun to go out, stay up late, and be in the throng of people who all came out to celebrate.

Another weekend highlight was the pink dress Penny's Auntie Em got for her, which she now wants to wear every single day. Now I understand why kids show up to school wearing Halloween costumes, it's almost not worth the battle.


The green froggy boots make a fetching ensemble, don't you agree? Not your typical red, white, and blue, but it has a certain quality.


Hugs all around.

I loved being with my family. Games were played, sparklers were lit, and best of all, Penny got to bond with her cousins. Meanwhile, I'm trying not to think about how quickly this summer is passing. Can we squeeze in a few more celebrations before the weather changes and the days get shorter?