unexpected celebrating...

I love Independence Day, but this year I expected a quiet celebration. My "boys" were on the long road home from camp, and the thought of the parade alone just sounded hot. But last minute texts {one from my sister, one from a friend} had me making plans for Friday night fireworks and the parade on Saturday. It makes me happy that people know I am a spur-of-the-moment kind of girl, up for anything! So what if it rained before the fireworks and we huddled under the chair bags! And the parade? I found the perfect shady spot! Eric and Cam made it home before dinner... so we ate at his parents with church friends, and then finished the evening with Jenn & John. Sometimes the best celebrations are unexpected.