Instead of going to Long Island for the week of the Fourth, we decided to stay in town, meet my Mom on her first true arrival at her new house in Holland (the first time she was staying there), and spend the weekend of the Fourth in Holland with her. Good move, overall.
On the Fourth there was the Annual Idlewood Parade, which was pretty cool. Connor was in the parade with my Mom towing him in his old school Radio Flyer red wagon (thanks Grandpa Bast!), and the rest of us were Patriotic Observers. My Dad came up for the day on the Fourth as well, and the weather was great.
We did fireworks at night, and our generous patrons the Van Andels (from across the pier!) did a huge display of fireworks as they do every year. We watched them from the beach and it was great. I had my own fireworks but they were not as appreciated by all the bonfires on nearby beaches. Ahem.
It was a great day as part of a great weekend.
