Jake: Thanks Grandma.
Marla (a few minutes later): So Jake...
Jake: I know, Grandma already told me that.
What could be better than a Star Wars birthday cake?
I love Chloe's little hands with the pretty pink polish.
(which is exactly what I whispered in his ear
right after singing the Anthem in church)
Happy almost 4th of July.
And the rockets' red glare,
the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night
that our flag was still there.