The Pasta gang had a early birthday dinner for dad on the 4th of July. We decided on Thai food. Surprisingly most places were closed. Are they unAmerican for being closed, or are we unAmerican for wanting Thai food on the 4th? We ended up going mainstream Asian at PeiWei.
Then it was on to fireworks at our neighborhood park. At first, Sean did not want to go "Fireworks hurt me," he said. I asked if it hurt his nose. Then in a flash forward moment to Sean being a teenager, he looked at me and said "Uh, nooo. It hurts my ears." Translation: Aunt JoJo, you are stupid, why would fireworks hurt my nose? Duh! =)
Here are some pictures from the day. FYI...if people look cold in the pictures, it is an illusion, it was just windy. For those reading outside Houston, it has been a brutal summer. Mostly 100's during the day and very little rain. Yankee relatives, please send rain and cooler weather. (By cooler I mean 92!)



