The Grand Day of the Fourth

Okay so I’m going to be confusing and post about the Fourth of July on the eighth. Because the actual fourth was really busy and tiring and I didn’t have time.

I got up early. Well, early for me, which was about nine. I dragged myself out of bed and got ready to the annual parade our town holds, which runs through the town Square. It’s usually quite an enjoyable experience if you don’t count the Texas heat. 

Reagan and me, ready for the parade.

So we loaded into the van and proceeded to drive into town. Yes, we have a church van. Other cars don’t really fit a family of ten. Anyway, we got to the Square and looked for a parking place. We didn’t see one right off, because almost everywhere was packed. Finally we found one in a mostly empty parking lot, and then we went to sit with our lovely friends. And waited. And waited. And then the parade started, and my little sisters were overjoyed that they were throwing out candy this year. They got quite a bit of it. I may or may not have used my big sister skills to get some from Reagan. 

I had quite a lot of fun, just sitting and watching with four of my friends, and afterwards my mom took all of us, except my Dad and Adrienne, to go eat at Chick-fil-A. Which was wonderful, because I was really hungry. Then we headed back to the Square to check out the many booths people had set up, selling cool and quirky things. I love looking at all the stuff people make.

We didn’t stay at the Square long, though, because really hot days plus whiny little sisters does not equal a fun time. We did get snow cones though, so that was good.

Then we went home, and I think I took a nap but I can’t remember. I was really tired.

My Dad made steak and sausage, and it was incredibly good, and then my Mom did homemade french-fries. They were the best. 

After we ate we got ready to go to the annual Parking-Lot-of-Firework-Watching, and then loaded back into the car. When we got there we set up our chairs and I went off with my friends to talk and laugh and, when we got bored, crawl through large drainage tunnels that did not hold water. 

And then it was time for the fireworks, and I have to say this was my favorite Fourth of July show I can remember. The fireworks were spectacular, and the finale was lovely, and they even released two that took the shape of hearts. I freaked out a bit over those. I mean c’mon, heart fireworks.

Then it was time to head back home, and I said goodbye to a new friend I wouldn’t see until next year, and then we headed back home. And then there was my glorious bed waiting for me. 

So yes, that basically sums up the day of the fourth. I hope y'all had a lovely Independence Day too.