4th of July

The munchkin wasn’t sure what to think about the fireworks.  And I’m not talking about big, cool, loud, gorgeous, fun fireworks.  I mean sparklers, pop-its,  ground blooms, and crackling bombs.  We tried to let her stay up until it was dark, but that was not going to happen.  So we did what we could. 

She would sit on our laps and do sparklers, and eventually (after about 8 of them and with me doing it with her) would stand up with them.

She liked to stomp on the pop-its, and that’s all she would have done if she had her way.

She thought the pull-string confetti launchers were fun too.

But everything else required a lap or a parent on each side, and ear plugs.  And she really would have rathered us not light any ground blooms at all.  She would say “No, don’t do that”.  Us being the kind of parents we are held her tightly and ignored her.

And please let me whine a little here.  It was the 4th of July, and do you see what my daughter is wearing?  Fleece pajamas AND A JACKET.  It’s criminal for the weather to be that cold on July 4th.

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