The freedom to go near the stove...
To use as much sugar as desired...
To operate heavy machinery (in the form of an ice cream maker)...
To play with fire...
To cross the borders (into the neighbors' backyard)...
Perhaps most notably, the freedom from the oppressive tyranny of a parentally imposed 8pm bedtime (the fireworks display scheduled to follow the minor league baseball game was delayed due to a 14 inning game. We weren't in bed 'til July 5th...)
In honor of our founding fathers -- and mothers -- no behavioral expectation without representation...at least on this Independence Day.
6 comments:
Looks like a fun day! I hope that you didn't pay for it on the 5th...but I suppose what's one day? Everybody deserves the right to pursue happiness, and for some all it takes is a patriotic cake, some sparklers, and ice cream. Works for me!
I see there was also the freedom to sport tattoos ha ha. Too cute. Love the cake they made. Well done kids.
That looks like fun! We pretty much just swatted at ravenous mosquitos. Does that sound festive or what?
What an awesome day!
Looks like it was a WONDERFUL day...loved seeing all the pictures of them!!
Homemade ice cream & you didn't call me. I will forgive you this once because we were camping. Maybe you did call & I just wasn't home to answer. Right??
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