1 Tablespoon baking powder
1 teaspoon salt
1-1/2 Cups warm milk
We had a little neighborhood parade here in our area of Finneytown, an annual event. It was over in about 5 minutes, but it was fun for Quentin, just the same, and he told everyone he went to the “festival” for the Fourth. It was drizzling rain, but he stood at the curb in front of our house, anyway, and managed to get two pieces of candy thrown his way. Youngest daughter brought us dinner tonight, and then drove us to watch fireworks in the area. I still am excited to see fireworks. I guess I’m just a kid at heart. It was still raining, but we could watch from the car, and thankfully they were not cancelled.
I hope you all have a wonderful, safe 4th of July holiday weekend. Quentin reminded me that now summer is almost half over!