The Fourth of July was a bust at our house. On the third, I went to our town’s annual block party. It was rainy and chilly during the block party. Even though I wore jeans and a pullover, I ended up with a fever, cough, and a headache. I was suppose to be in our Fourth of July parade but opted not to go. The Wee One decided he didn’t want to walk in the parade if I wasn’t there. The Imaginative One did walk in the parade because one of his friends came and got him.