We had no solid plans for July 4th yesterday. Scott disappeared for a few hours in the morning for a bike ride and he was off to work that evening. I just couldn’t get it together enough to organize a cookout for lunch.
I drove to Starbucks for breakfast and saw a local parade getting ready to take off. When I got home, no one wanted to go.
No one wanted to go for fireworks that night. I couldn’t even garner interest in riding to go sparklers.
Mid-morning I read about the canon firing downtown. I asked if the girls wanted to go. Lexi said no and Emma asked me if I wanted to go. I said I’m fine either way.
But do you want to go?
I don’t care, I said, I’ll go if you want to go.
But do you WANT to go?
If you guys weren’t here, no, I probably wouldn’t go.
So you wouldn’t be disappointed if we didn’t go? she asked.
No, I won’t be disappointed.
Then I don’t want to go.
A beautiful little heart is growing in that one.
Way more beautiful than any firework we might have missed.
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