God Bless the USA

As I was sitting here cropping pics to post of the kids making ice cream today, I started playing Lee Greenwood's God Bless the USA in the background. It is hard to explain but I started feeling almost guilty for living in such an amazing country where we are free and so very blessed. After getting to be in Cambodia to see precious Odom get his first taste of freedom, and then reading today about those that weren't as "lucky" as precious Odom, it just doesn't seem fair.  How can I even use the word lucky to describe a child that has been through what he has in his short life? It really isn't fair. We have so much, just because of where we were born, and yet we take so much for granted. Please don't take your freedom for granted. I am so thankful to those that have gone before us who have made it possible for us to have these freedoms and those that are currently fighting so we can keep them.

God Bless the USA

And now back to that ice cream. We usually make homemade ice cream on most all of the summer holidays, but Big Daddy is working today and I didn't want to mess with it. I found an easy recipe online that the kids could do themselves so even though I was extremely skeptical, we tried it. And it worked. C's didn't work the first time but I think his ice popped a hole in his bag of ice cream and some water leaked in. T and P's did great. C tried a second batch and it worked too. YAY.

Shake it up, baby!

Messy but good.