Independence Day!

Having arrived safely back from the far north, we spent the fourth celebrating (i.e. eating ridiculous amounts of tastily cooked meat) with friends.

Before the fireworks began, the girls raided friend Jessie's closet for a fashion show.I'm not sure what this had to do with our nation's independence...perhaps celebrating the right to bring it on. Is that in the 6th amendment? No, I think that one is the right to bear claws.

In any case...

The night ended with one of Mr. Tom's fantabulous fireworks extravaganza's, or as we refer to it, "Cul-de-sac of Fire".Jenna: "yo, dawg"There's just not much better than the blinding light of 8 simultaneously combusting fountains of firework joy, and the lingering smell of black powder when the fire dies down.

Magic.