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Independence Day with the Littles

Our holiday has been pretty poppin’:

  • We went to the YMCA today, decked out in our red, white, and blue, and I practiced yoga this morning.
  • We swam with Uncle Brent and friends during our regularly scheduled naptime resulting in too-late naps for everyone except Keith.
  • We ate hot dogs, tater tots, and applesauce for dinner.
  • We threw poppers on the ground, making tiny explosions with the force of our throws.
  • We lit sparklers, creating designs in the air.
  • We ate popsicles because it’s July in Florida and it’s too dang hot even with the evening’s (relatively) cool breeze.
  • I heard the fireworks outside celebrating our Nation’s birthday, and watched my boys’ smiles as they glimpsed them over the treetops. They raced Keith to see the smaller ones in our neighborhood, first on bikes and later on foot. Amazement shined brighter on their faces than the fireworks themselves.

We lived our best lives of freedom and happiness today, yet when I think about life, liberty, and happiness* in the United States today, I come up short. How can I reconcile the conflict in my head that comes with having a pretty great day with my family while knowing many people living in the United States do not have these guaranteed freedoms?

I can’t right now. Not with families forcibly separated from their children by our government. Not with the criminal justice system imposing harsher sentences on those with darker skin tones. Not with public education being attacked by our leaders under the guise of test scores and grades. Not with the people in power continuing their destruction of health care protections, including preexisting conditions. And on and on it goes.

I’m trying not to let the political actions of our government get me down. I’m a dreamer and a fighter. So I’m combining my hope for a better world with personal action by making my resistance known. Because as the ELCA’s Presiding Bishop Elizabeth Eaton emphatically stayed at the 2018 ELCA Youth Gathering in Houston, “God’s resistance is love…And [I am] God’s resistance.” *Footnote for anyone who wants to reread my favorite part of the Declaration of Independence, as written by Thomas Jefferson.“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.–That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, –That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness.”

Party Like It’s 1985 (or 1776, Take Your Pick)

Happy birthday to the USA, and to my bro-in-law, Brent, who celebrated their 239th and 30th birthdays over the weekend, respectively! We did our best to celebrate both, attending four parties which is totally unlike us. 
First up: a party for Brent turning 30! We arrived late because the Hen napped for forever (loving his long naps these days so I can’t complain) and missed out on Sip and Flip but made it for some Beer Frisbee and swimming. It was really fun hanging out without the Hen (who was being spoiled by the grandparents) even if Brent had a bit too much fun (& scotch). 

Saturday afternoon and evening we got together with some of Keith’s high school friends who are some of the nicest people ever. The Hen had some playmates (all boys for once!), and he loved splashing in the pool and kicking the ball around. We also trekked up to Clearwater Beach to see the fireworks and hang out with some of our fav Clearwater friends and family. The Hen had fun splashing in the pool with Uncle Brent (pretty much the only photos I took over the weekend) until the thunderstorm kicked them out. We couldn’t stay for the fireworks because the Hen needed to go to bed and he absolutely cannot sleep if there’s a party happening in his vicinity (he thinks the party is for him). We did see some lovely, colorful fireworks on our drive home, however. 

   
    
   
Sunday night, Margo and Tom hosted Brent’s family birthday dinner where we ate all of his favorite things (including one of my favs – shrimp)! Henry loved helping Brent open his gifts and playing with the Walbolt/Rosenblatt/Meister clan. We had a blast all weekend, but our introverted selves definitely are looking forward to a much quieter one coming up.