The Fourth of July is celebrated a day early around here since the fireworks always happen the day prior. Holidays are extremely mobile in my head. It’s not disrespectful, it’s just that when your life is crazy as ours is, you streamline wherever you can.
We celebrated with swimming, dinner, homemade apple pie, bat-watching, children staying up way too late, and, ultimately, fireworks.
If this is America, I’m on board.