We began the Fourth at home, with grandparents, puzzles, ping-pong, Hugo, and a grill. Next came an impromptu family outing through some beautiful country (I'd had a bad night the night before, didn't comb my girls hair, darn it... best picture spot ever! Though they are still dang cute). Then pizza in a foreign town parked sideways (9pm, no one there) with the doors open and pizza on the hood of the car, as kids trailed in and out to get drinks. Ended on a quilt-square blanketed lawn with friends and chocolate chip cookies under streaming neon colors as baby said "pow, pow, pow." Does it get much better?
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