The rockets red glare...

Tonight we had all planned to go see fireworks...

Alas, my love had a killer headache...and I unfortunately am a cripple. I talked with K & J and they were gracious enough to just be willing to hang out and shoot off bottle rockets.

As darkness approached, the kids and I sauntered (well they sauntered, I limped) down to the end of the street to watch what we could without driving somewhere.

We could just see the fireworks appearing over the edge of the trees. J said if he and K could run to the end of the the subdivision they could probably see them better. I told them go ahead just stick together....

Just and J and his sister took off to try and watch, a gaggle of kids from one of the other houses started streaming in the same direction. Soon, it was a parade of kids all with the same mind set and joie de vivre

I felt happy and then a twinge of the melancholy of my own past youth, those endless summers now seeming so very far away...

I hope the kids have a blast...it's nice to see them take off and have a neighborhood adventure.

Happy 4th America - God/dess Bless us all