It’s been a rough couple of days. I won’t get into it. Just know, it’s been “one of those days” a couple days in a row. And what I needed was a break. Tonight provided me that break.
It rained last night, cooling things down. It only got up into the upper 80’s – perfect for an Independence Day celebration in the neighborhood. Adam got home just in time to join us. We walked to the main drag, found our spot of shade, and watched the cute parade.
They caught candy flying through the air. We dodged it, narrowly dodging it flying through the air.
We got wet. That was shocking the first time and then a welcome addition to the parade the more it happened. Ya know, it’s still hot even if it isn’t close to 100, like it was yesterday.
(Daddy holding Zane to get shot with the water gun)
It really was a very cute parade with fire trucks and police cars, motorcycles and people walking. It was missing a marching band but that’s okay – we’re a smaller neighborhood.
After the cute parade we made our way down to the main event area where the food and drinks and jumpy “things”. We got Gatorade to re-hydrate, kettle corn, cotton candy, and pulled pork.
They jumped and got in the fire truck, while I talked to the, cough cough, nice firemen. I asked if they can go out to eat or have to cook all their meals. Yes, I did. Totally random. But I do always see them in Wal-Mart buying food. I was curious.
We ended the experience with a sweet Savannah resident offering to take a family picture for us. Saying without mom there would be no family to take a picture of. She was super sweet and managed to capture a wonderful photo for me. I’m so thankful for her kindness. She’ll never know how much I’ll treasure this photo.
