Yeah, that wasn't happening. It was a beautiful day, all day. The kids played outside, we bar-b-qued, all the normal 4th of July fun stuff. Until 6 o'clock. Then the thunderstorms rolled in. Jason and Emma went off to post anyway after the first one. Every year they host a festival that is really fun for the kids. Emma talks about it all year. We decided they would go ahead so she could play in the bounce houses and the bubble machine and George and I would join them later, just in time for the fireworks.
So they get there. And walk through the rain to the stadium where it's held. When they get there, everthing had been shut down due to the metal stakes that hold down the bounce houses and the metal framing of the bubble machine. Emma's quivering lip scored her a frisbee and a ball. A very sad little girl came home last night. But all was not lost!
In between thunderstorms, all the neighbors who had purchased fireworks (it is amazing what is legal around here) gathered in the street and put on a show. Here were our little contributions. We had fun playing anyway!