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The entire city of New Orleans stood bathed in red, white, and blue. There were cookouts on every corner, and everyone seemed enthusiastic about the coming fireworks night.
Independence Day was on the horizon, and the entire city was abuzz with anticipation. Each corner of New Orleans had its unique way of celebrating, but the real excitement was reserved for the grand fireworks show that was just a night away.
Tiana's restaurant was a hub of activity, with her tirelessly preparing food for those in need. Despite her usual menu not including hamburgers or hot dogs, she managed to serve traditional meals to countless underprivileged individuals, thanks to Naveen's skill in making coleslaw.
Little Jamie kept herself occupied by making gallons of lemonade for everyone. Truthfully, that was all she could do. Since the six-year-old wasn't permitted to do anything else, Jamie had finished two pitchers of lemonade. Then, grinning, the little princess went out to the thirsty guests. She had made some pink lemonade for her Aunt Lottie.
Given her aunt's fixation with pink, she'd only drink pink lemonade. "Hi, Aunt Lottie. How you doin'?" her little niece inquired as she refilled the southern belle's drink.
"Oh, I'm doin' just wonderful, sugar. Big Daddy is busy helpin' set up for tonight's fireworks show. It's gonna be so fabulous!"
"I'm confident it will be! I love seein' them! However, Mommy says we need to make sure our pets are safe. Pets don't like all that boomin'."
"Don't worry, sugar. I've foolproofed my mansion so that my fur babies are well taken care of," as she sipped her lemonade. "Hmm, this is the best lemonade I've ever had. Jamie, you've most certainly inherited your mama's talents regardin' food."
Jamie blushed before smilin'. "Thank you for the compliment. I'm afraid I have to serve the other guests now. See you later, Aunt Lottie!" the adorable girl said as she went to serve others.
Naveen beamed as his little princess passed by. "Ain't our little Tadpole precious?" turnin' to his wife, who grinned. "Yes, Naveen, she sure is. Oh, I still wish Daddy was around to see his namesake thrivin'. Independence Day meant more to him than Mardi Gras."
"Well, I'm sure you'll enjoy it when we visit my homeland next month. In Maldonia, we observe our Independence on August 4th. So I'm sure you'll love how we celebrate it."
"Are there at least fireworks?" she inquired, and he nodded. "What sort of Independence Day would it be without fireworks?" They paused for a moment to kiss. Then she ordered him to supply coleslaw to their customers. The rest of the day played out smoothly.
As night fell, the family, along with their dearest friends, gathered on the roof, their hearts filled with joy and togetherness, to enjoy the spectacular fireworks. It was a day that reminded them of the beauty of life, the pride of bein' American, and the joy of shared freedom!