Independence Day

So much has changed in 1 year.

4th of July last year, I spent with a 5 month old little boy.

He was smiling from ear to ear in the pool wearing his American Hat.

But we were missing Daddy a ton.

It had been 3 months into the Overseas part of the deployment.

We had started to figure out how to manage our day to days without a crucial 1/3 of our little family.
All while dealing with an 11.5 hour time zone difference.

This year,

that 1/3 of our little family was home and we were complete.

We celebrated our Independence with dud sparklers,

family,

wonderful friends,

and incredible memories.

I am so thankful to have been able to spend this 4th of July with the Hubby and our son.

Nothing beats spending time as a family.

4th of July 2013. Cooper was just 5 months old.

4th of July 2014. Cooper is 17 months.

The 1 sparkler that worked out of the entire package.