Happy Independence Day, Ho.

We just came home from the joy of the Fourth at the farm. Mike burned his hand. No, he didn't do it on a firework. Yes, it hurt. He's fine. The boys partook (from afar) in the family tradition of shooting fireworks and lighting random things on fire (soda cans, cupcakes, citronella fluid containers, etc.) in celebration of the independence of our country. I read up on Chinese jade and ate 4,001 Rice Krispy treats.