Winding down from a busy weekend filled with festivities and family time as we celebrated the 4th of July. Fireworks, baseball, ice cream, rodeo, campfires, ski show, music, smores and the list continues. After the past few weeks I think I may be asking to stay in the hospital for extra days when the baby is born just to have a little r and r.
We usually head to visit my family over the 4th for a week at the lake, but with Grace having made an early arrival my doctor didn’t want me traveling that far with this pregnancy. To make up for it I planned lots of activities to fill the void so the boys wouldn’t be bumming as much about not being at the lake with their cousins.
It was really neat this year to see the boys take pride in celebrating our nation’s freedom and independence and have a deeper understanding of what that means. They now randomly burst into song singing the lyrics to “God Bless the USA”.
Thankful for our freedoms, to those who have served and those who are serving. Thankful for liberty to worship and practice my faith not only inside the four walls of church, but to live it freely without fear.
As much as I enjoy watching fireworks I am also thankful that the neighborhood has quieted down a bit, so Grace can get back to a normal bedtime without being startled awake every few minutes to what sounds like a battle field outside our window.