Holidays are very different for us now that we live in California. Without family gatherings to attend, all of the festivities and planning fall on my shoulders. I have done a pretty good job at making sure our celebrations feel fun and festive with just the 4 of us, but today I failed big time.
I'm not even sure how I failed so much. I planned a simple menu, I intended on getting sparklers for Beatrice, I meant to make the day feel extra special. But JD golfed in the morning, the girls napped until late afternoon and before I knew it, I hadn't cooked anything, I never bought the sparklers, and the day felt like every other day. Oops.
Thankfully, our neighborhood had a big 4th of July celebration with food, festivities, and fun. We walked over and met our friends for hot dogs, pink lemonade, and watermelon. It felt like a holiday, no thanks to me.
It ended up being a fun evening with friends. We let Beatrice stay up late to watch fireworks. She loved it.
Even though the day turned out to be special, I feel really terrible about not doing more for my family. I'm the mom, it's sort of my job. Right? I guess there's always Labor Day. Happy Independence Day!