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Happy 4th of July


Happy 4th of July everyone.....it is raining this morning, but hopefully it will quit tonight....


I used love to take the boys to see the fireworks...some times we would go to see the local fireworks, sometimes we would go to my sister-in-laws for the big family get together...


When Jonny was 7 months old and Brandon was 4 years old, we lived in Northern Indiana and went to the park, laid out a blanket.....Brandon and I watched the fireworks while Jonny slept....how he slept amongst the loud noise of the fireworks and the "oohs" and "aahs" is beyond me, but as soon as the sun went down he fell asleep....I guess he could not figure what all the fuss was about, and sleeping seemed the thing to do...


Have a safe and spectacular 4th....


Sandy








Comments

Eileen said…
Thanks for sharing that lovely memory, Sandy. That is so sweet to think of that baby sleeping peacefully through all the hoopla!
Really such a nice treasure for your heart.
All the best,
Eileen
Eileen said…
Sandy, a special award was bestowed on me and I'd like to forward it to you.
It is on my post today if you are interested.
Thanks so much for sharing your life.
All the best,
Eileen

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