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For July 3rd, we attended our town's celebration of our independence. We had Cloé, our French Student, with us. In fact, we had only picked her up from the airport a few days before this, so we were still kind of new to each other.
Here's Cloé!
We sure miss this girl. She's hoping to come back next summer, and we're hoping and praying that she'll be able to as well!
We sure miss this girl. She's hoping to come back next summer, and we're hoping and praying that she'll be able to as well!
Ok, ignore the dork in the front of the photo and check out Himself's new hat!
It has been a long search to find a hat big enough to fit his melon. Seriously - we must have tried on every hat in the county.
It has been a long search to find a hat big enough to fit his melon. Seriously - we must have tried on every hat in the county.
Finally, the sun is beginning to go down.
I should have posted a crowd shot. This place was so packed, it took some people three hours to get out of the parking lot. We parked at Ty's apartment and walked over! It was a better plan and we arrived home much sooner.
I should have posted a crowd shot. This place was so packed, it took some people three hours to get out of the parking lot. We parked at Ty's apartment and walked over! It was a better plan and we arrived home much sooner.
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The fireworks I saw on Bastille Day were set to musical theatre works. Oh, the difference between American and French cultures...
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