The fourth of July this year was awesome. And bittersweet. Fourth of July is one of my favorite holidays… it’s right at the top of the list with Halloween… and it’s because of our traditions. We’re moving out of our house in less than two months, so it was a little bittersweet knowing this was our last fourth of July in our house.
As we do every year, our friends the Millard’s came over for a BBQ early in the afternoon. The kids ran around like the little crazy people they are and we ate hot dogs and hamburgers and watermelon. When it was time to watch the city fireworks display, we hopped on our bikes and rode to the park. This year was extra special because the oldest Millard boy, Josh, rode his bike to the park with us.
We set up our chairs and blankets in our favorite spot at the park and made a beeline straight for the Kona Ice truck to get snow cones. When dusk set in, we all took turns having fun with sparklers. Our kids were pretty exhausted by the time the big fireworks display started, but we enjoyed watching it anyway.
And when it was all over, we biked home. This is always my favorite part of our fourth of July celebration. It’s still legal in our city to shoot off fireworks, and it seems everybody and their brother partakes of this privilege. Our bike ride home always feels like a serenade of fireworks meant just for us. It’s pretty magical and amazing.
This was our last year to have a fourth of July BBQ in our backyard with the Millard’s. And the last year we’ll make that bike ride to the park and bike home watching the fireworks. Here’s hoping that we find a way to continue our traditions, even though we’re moving!
Do you have a favorite family tradition on the fourth of July? I’d love to hear about it! Leave me a comment below!