We did our burgers and 'dogs.
We did do beer/wine/soda/water, depending on age and preference.
We did do a quick reading of the Immortal Words. Took a whole ten minutes. Chickie asked the hardest question: "Daddy, what does 'sacred honor' mean?"
I didn't even stutter. "That means you do the right thing, even if it hurts you."
Then came the good part.
Meelie Noh and I went out for fireworks on July 2nd, and she's been frantic with wanting to make things go bang for Two Whole Days. She started counting hours and minutes at 9 this morning.
So, we (being Chickie, Meelie, Mrs. OWW, Hose-B, Mrs. Shopping, and assorted kid-friends set off sparklers, and poppers, and whiz-bangs, and screechers, and fountains, and googly-eyes, and more whiz-bangs.
Did I mention beer/wine/soda/water/lemonade?
We had a SPLENDID time!
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