Staying up late, sleeping in, shooting a bullseye with a .22 (just hitting the tree with the .40), riding in trucks, eating a breakfast of champions (David made a breakfast Dad would be proud of), cousins sleeping over--outside in tents, bonfires, roasting hot dogs and s'mores, buying a "cow" with Amanda, fireworks in the front yard, cheering on MMA fighters (Ben and I were rooting for Lesner...that was an intense fight), diving down inflatable water slides with my sistas, playing zonk, sumo wrestling with my bros, watching cousins put on skits in the school theater, helping Mom pack up her classroom, watching movies while snuggling with my sweetie, feeling at ease just being myself....
This is my family; my definition of America.
Happy Independence Day!!
That's as close of a definition of America that I've ever heard! So glad that you had such an eventfully relaxing weekend :)
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