My Yankee Doodle Dandy

I'm patriotic. Not, like, in a militant way. But, I love America. It's people these days, however, seem to have lost their damn minds on both sides of the political aisle. But, I love my country, and believe in its people.

I also have immense pride in my Italian heritage.

Frankie (who is also Italian-American) and I are raising our daughters to  thank America's soldiers for their service. If we we see a firefighter or police officer, we thank them for their selflessness in keeping us safe. We honor the flag because we know it's is a symbol of hope and unity. I've also been known to tear up during the National Anthem. 

So, it's fitting that one of our daughters is a July fourth kid.

Tyler, who will be turning eight on Wednesday, loves that her birthday falls on this particular holiday. It's tradition that she wear red, white, and blue on her birthday. We decorate both the interior, and exterior, of our home with flags. Even our plates are flag-themed for this day. And every year, we buy her something new that's red, white, and blue. This year, it's a stars and stripes headband with matching sunglasses. 

Tyler is proud when she tells people she was born on America's birthday. The flag, the Anthem, the Pledge of all special to her. She feels a connection to her country on a profound level. I often wonder how much of her patriotism comes from having learned it from us, and how much originates from within herself having been born on this particular day. Whatever the case, it's absolutely adorable to see her running around on July Fourth like a human flag, proud of being part of American's 'big day' she calls it.

From our family to yours, have a happy - and safe - July Fourth!