Spent the fourth this year with a gaggle of friends, watching fireworks from the beach:
We followed it up by camping in their backyard. And then getting called away in the middle of the night. "Your job SUCKS," says ~L~, as she grabs hold of BittyPrincess. "Only the hours," I say, "only the hours." Which of course is what she meant, but we were too blurry to interact properly at the moment. She went to sleep and I went to a lengthy labor. I'm becoming convinced that if you're 8 or more years since your last baby, you might as well be having your first.