The 4th of July in London

It was just a regular Friday to most Londoners.  

But to us it was a very patriotic holiday.

We were determined to celebrate the 4th in London, even if fireworks were out of the question.  An American family from the Chicago suburbs recently enrolled at our school, and we've become fast friends.  So there was no question who we'd invite over to celebrate the 4th.

The kids had school on Friday as it was just a regular day to the rest of the country.  As we walked out of the playground, one of the moms asked about the weekend's plans.  

"We are having a little 4th of July BBQ this afternoon," I shared.

"Oh, that's right.  Today is your big day!" the mom laughed.

"Is the 4th a sticky topic to discuss?" I joked.

"Oh, no," she said, "we'll let you have your freedom," the other moms chuckled.

We did our best to have a traditional 4th of July BBQ.  I decorated with streamers since there were no American flags to be found at the party shop.  Matt fired up the Weber to grill burgers and hotdogs.  The thing I missed the most was potato salad.  We ended the meal with apple pie & ice cream.  

The ultimate test of a good celebration?  The kids passed out at the end of the night.