Freedom

So rare to have freedom from work and school on a Wednesday. God Bless America on this 4th of July for all we have. We let our freedom ring by attending the second longest 4th of July parade in all of America, right here in our hometown. High school marching bands, cheerleaders, city officials, local clubs and business floats, horses, bikers, old cars carrying poet laureates,  you name it. We sat curbside for two hours in front of our friend's house.

From there, we expressed our freedom by blocking off our street and joining our neighbors at the annual San Antonio block party. The grills and casseroles came out as did tons of red, white, and blue treats. Our street is also loaded with inspiring musicians who entertained us for hours. Eric was in awe of the teenagers playing guitar, drums, and singing. You could see his mind whirling with the possibilities. He joined in with his drum and Noah followed along with his bongos. Music continued into the early evening. We had a lovely day connecting with our locals and just playing.

Here is a clip of pure freedom and fun. I dare you to strip down yourself while watching and just be free. Let our drummer kick.