On the REAL fourth of July, we had a party for some of David's coworkers, many of whom are new to the state and probably a little confused by our Saturday/Sunday holiday mixup. We barbecued, watched neighbors light off fireworks, enjoyed the gorgeous sunset, and played some games.Our visitors couldn't understand why so many kids were running in and out of our house until 11:30. We tried to explain the open door policy of our summer nights, but they still seemed blown away. I guess it IS a little unusual, but a little wonderful, too. It's the kind of old-fashioned freedom I always hoped my kids could experience, and was worried we were losing when we left our last house.
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