We celebrate the time our country embraced it's independence. Not that everything was different the next morning. The only thing different was the mind set.
It united people from Boston to Concord against a common idea, that a king an ocean away would not blindly rule. They simply wanted to be heard, and if that meant they had to break away and do things they're own way, then so be it.
Today, we do things our way. We celebrate that with fireworks and food.
Do we ever do anything without food? This was Brendon's first Independence Day celebration. I'm not sure he knew what was going on, but it involved food.
And people, and lights.
And can I say once more, that I hate blogger and pictures? Maybe one day I'll be adventurous and check out wordpress or something else.