We spent Independence Day with my sister and her family. We didn't do anything too terribly patriotic. It's been too dry and hot to do any fireworks on our own, and all of us were too exhausted to stay up and watch the city's fireworks that night.
But we did get ice cream!
This might be my favorite kid photo of all time. This was before the grape sherbet went all down her white shirt.
Eli got plain old vanilla. He managed to eat the whole thing, while making his father cringe by biting into the ice cream.
Silas loved his Rocky Road.
Happy Independence Day!
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