We went to the parade in the morning with Patti, Alan, and Ryan. (By the way, for those of you who know them, they had a beautiful baby girl last week!) Going to the parade with small kids was so great! People came right up to them and handed them handfuls of candy so they wouldn't have to compete with the "big" kids. It was a good parade, but it was almost too hot around here to enjoy it.
That evening, Mike after a grilled dinner, we found a place to watch the fireworks. On a nearby hill, there were kids sliding down on cardboard boxes. The people sitting next to us were nice enough to lend us a box for Charlie, and he had an absolute blast "sledding" with the other kids.
Then the fireworks started. Peter didn't even acknowledge the festivities, but Charlie enjoyed it. Then the finale came and it was a little too bright for him. He had to cover his eyes.
Later that night, as Charlie was sleeping, we could hear him talking in his sleep . . . "Pop! Pop! Pop!"
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I love it POP POP POP :)
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