We are so lucky to live in the good ol’ USA.

Celebrating the 4th of July, and all that it means to our country is something I have really come to love.  When I was younger, the firecrackers scared me, in the exciting bad-boyfriend kind of way.

Now they scare me in the house is going to burn to the ground kind of way.  Did I ever tell you all that my house burning down is my biggest fear?  Not sure why it ranks higher on the fear chart than being mauled by a grizzly bear, but it does.  By a long shot.

This summer has been filled with family-fun, and the fourth is no exception.  I’ve become kind of a recluse this summer.  I’ve made a point of seeing my besties now and again (mostly at bookclub), but I just can’t help but feel my babies are growing up so fast and I don’t want to miss a. single. thing.  And I love spending time with my husband, which actually means something now-a-days.

I suppose recluse isn’t the right word, since I’ve been plenty busy – just not social with many outside of these four walls.  But, I’m loving it, and I’m quite certain God is leading the journey as I go, but that’s a whole other topic.

Let’s get back to the day.  THE day.  The 4th.  Independence Day.

We bought tickets to the Sox game, which you know we have really enjoyed [intlink id=”1626″ type=”post”]before.[/intlink]  This time was no exception.

It didn’t hurt that we weren’t more than 5 feet in the door before we were approached and asked if Caterpillar could say ‘Play Ball’ at the start of the game.  Why us?  Because he’s so darned cute.  Okay, she didn’t say that, but I’m rolling with that anyway.


I should add an asterisk to this photo and explain as I was leaving the house, I looked at Daddy and said “I’m not taking my zoom lens … what would I need that for!?”  That’ll learn me!

Aside from that exciting start, the game was mediocre.  Okay, I’m lying.  It was looooooong, and I couldn’t really see the game because we were sitting in the picnic area, and the kids were acting crazy.


Don’t believe my kids were acting crazy?  Here’s proof:


Who knows what she’s doing?  Probably not even her.

Aside from that, the fireworks were good:




{I like the last one because they kinda look like a heart.  How sweet}

By the way, if you don’t know how to capture fireworks like this, it’s easy:

  1. Turn your camera into Aperture Priority mode. (AV)
  2. Set your camera down, pointing at the fireworks.  You will not be able to hold still long enough.  Even if you hold your breath.
  3. Take the picture!

Easy right?  I swear I’m just a walking monkey with a camera.

We had a great time, and are already planning to go back to the game next year.  What did you do for the 4th?  I’d love to hear all of your stories.

As long as your house didn’t burn down.

If it did, I’m sorry that happened to you, but telling me will give me nightmares for weeks.

Maybe even years.