Saturday, July 4, 2009

A Fantastic Fourth

I love the Fourth of July. I think my love was magnified by living outside the country. But every year I get all choked up with patriotism. We went to the SCV parade with Annie, Matt and Spencer. I've been to the parade a million times and marched it more than I care to admit. But this year was by far the best.Seeing Aurora's face as she squealed with joy while every entry crawled by, whether it be the forty-third fire truck or the sixty-seventh souped-up car, made my heart swell with pride for this country and our quaint little valley.
Her favorite was "Princess Aurora" who was actually "Little Miss Jr. Teen Tiny Bopper Castaic". And then she informed me that she was going to be in the parade next year. I wouldn't put it past her. Then we had a mouth watering BBQ with family and watched the fireworks. Hooray for the Red, White and Blue! God Bless America!

1 comment:

Tamara said...

I feel the same way. I always feel like such a pathetic sap when i get that lump in my throat the minute the national anthem plays and the fireworks start.