When Mac was 2 1/2, he couldn't say his "F"s at all. We lived 1 mile away from Grandma and Pa Bryant-who celebrated the 4th of July in a big way. When you have 5 acres of land, in Western Washington, it gives you free reign over what you can do, or should I say blow up. And don't get me started on the food. It was enough to feed an Army. So, one year, when Mac was 2 1/2, his Grandma says "Happy 4th of July!" and he said "Happy Morf of July!". He continued to say Morf of July for 2 years. Lee and I called it Morf of July for several years after that, with Mac correcting us. Mason, said Morf of July for only 1 year.
Lee and I have always enjoyed celebrating the 4th of July. We teach our family the meaning of the 4th of July, and to appreciate the freedoms we enjoy here in the U.S. We have always supported the troops, and are grateful to all of the men and women who are serving in Afganistan and Iraq right now, fighting for us-for our rights & freedoms.
I hope everyone has a fun and safe 4th of July!
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