Some nights are made for staying up late. December 31 and July 4, near polar opposites on the calendar, are two of those nights. One marks new beginnings, a new year, and looking forward towards the future. The other, a celebration of those who have gone before us, fighting for freedoms we often take for granted.
My husband and I were lucky enough to spend time with good friends over the long 4th of July weekend, including our dear friends the Tillards. I’m so thankful for the ways that this girl put up with me through three loonnnnnggg years of college, and for the way her husband has become best friends with mine! I’m also so glad that after nearly 10 years away from Holland, we could pick right back up where we left off when I returned to this lovely place!
But their kids. Oh my, can I say cute? I officially brought my camera to the firework show Monday night to, well, capture the fireworks. But really, I just wanted to capture these adorable faces!
Because sometimes, the anticipation of what’s to come is just too.stinking.much to hold inside. Can you believe this little mouse?
And then there was his brother… taking selfies with dad and jumping for joy of the coming fireworks in his own way.
The lights continued to dim… the crowd grew restless… and watches all over the field lit up as parents checked the time. And then, with a boom, the brilliant night-flowers filled center stage.
Happy (belated) 4th of July!!