Fourth of July Weekend

We had a non-traditional but great Fourth of July. A had three friends spend the night Friday night and eventually they got moving Saturday afternoon to go off shopping. H and I went out to run errands. We ended up at the local farm picking strawberries and raspberries. Standing in the strawberry fields with a breeze blowing, the strawberry smell was heavenly. We finished off the day with an All-American meal of steak and corn on the cob.

Sunday we continued another American tradition that isn’t so fun, shoe shopping for A’s American feet. Couple a picky teenager’s taste with a lack of selection in the upper sizes and I felt myself trying to remain composed but screaming inside. By the end of the afternoon I was done and she was still without a new pair of shoes.