We started the morning with a pancake breakfast hosted at this beautifully traditional old church:

Apparently, they've been doing this for 20 years and have actually built their own gi-normous pancake cooker. It's amazing!
I love these guys!
Then, we headed to the end of the block for the smallest parade we've ever seen. There wasn't a single marching band!
But, we got to see every classic car in the county (like, all five of them):
Even George got into the action! He was so popular, kids IN the parade were pointing and shouting, "Look at the chihuahua!":
And oh yes, a little proof that I was actually there!
Happy Birthday, America!
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