4th of July Weekend

 

 

Every year on the 4th of July weekend, I expect to feel sad and think about my dad a lot.  But every year the kids keep me so busy playing and having fun that the weekend flies by and I hardly have time to grieve.  This year's long 4 day weekend was no different.  The neighbors promised a big fireworks show which I thought couldn't possibly compete with the shows we'd had in Trempealeau, but it did not disappoint.  This show was even bigger and prettier and louder, and we all sat even closer.  We spent the early evening wandering from bonfire to bonfire, checking out the new kitties in the Murphys barn and bouncing on the trampolines and splashing in the creek and watching the boys run in packs.  And when the show started at 10pm Sam and Eva were ready to settle into my lap and cover their ears and open their mouths and ooh and ahh.  And that was just day one of 4 wonderful days of playing with friends and splashing in the creek and watching fireworks.  We are truly blessed to have found this neighborhood which sometimes feels like a little slice of heaven.