I took about 250 pictures today.
It was a day full of sunshine, and togetherness, and a community party in our little historic downtown, an hour-long midafternoon nap, grilled steak (and VERY mediocre potato salad), our own little firework display (Elliott, too scared, asked to be put in his bed and watched from his 2nd-story window), and homemade chocolate ice cream (eaten on the porch watching the big fireworks). Perfect.
Of all these moments, this is my favorite one.
Happy Birthday, America.