Happy 4th of July!

We got to spend a fun evening at Jamie's aunt's house last night celebrating.  I didn't get any great pictures. Here is what happened when I told them to smile while we were waiting for the fireworks to start.

Growing up, the 4th of July was second, only to Christmas, in holiday importance at my house. It was something we looked forward to all year. We always got new clothes to wear to the rodeo and always got woken up by the firing of the anvil. I missed being in Taylor this year. I missed getting to watch one of my brothers or dad ride. I missed the pageantry of seeing an American flag held by someone riding a horse running at top speed. I love this country. I love those who serve to give me the freedoms that I take for granted, and I especially love those who risked it all, to make it happen.