“This is the best July 4th ever.”
That’s what my five-year-old said when I served up red, white, and blue pancakes for breakfast.
And again when we made star-shaped sugar cookies and Jello in patriotic colors.
She announced it at lunch when I sliced up the watermelon, in triangles, per her request. No plain-old, everyday cubed watermelon. Triangles are what people had at picnics. They were exotic and special, making this the best July 4th ever.
She made her declaration when she had corn on the cob for dinner and when I popped popcorn to take with us to the fireworks.
We lugged our gear to the crowded beachfront and she said it again. Family time at the beach with her grandparents? Yup, the best July 4th ever.
And when the jellyfish stung her….
And even when the storm clouds showed up on the horizon and the news spread down the beach…
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