


Hope your Independence Day was good. Ours was, despite all facial expressions shown here to the contrary.
Per usual, as night fell, continous loud blasts and explosions in our neighborhood penetrated a thick, smoky haze clouding our street and the alley behind us for hours. This spirited (yet warzone like) atmosphere managed to wake Georgia up in frightened tears three times, despite our having made sure to turn her normally subdued white noise machine up to "jet engine" level. Oh well, that's okay -- God Bless America! : )
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