4th of July
Yesterday was the fourth of July, a first for this Canadian girl and all I can say is, it was LOUD. A family that lives across the street from us decided to make the most of the holiday and shot off fireworks for about four hours straight. And they weren't just little piddly fireworks like the kind I would shoot at passing cars when I was a teenager. No, these were big and blinding and right at our doorstep. Sometimes it sounded like Death was knocking at the door (no joke) and Roscoe of course was terrified but hey, happy belated 4th!