4th of July

Happy 4th of July!  Or, as Madeleine, who insists on proper names and terms for everything, would say: Happy Independence Day!

We attended the town fireworks last night, and the kids had extremely different, yet completely typical, reactions to them.

Here's what Julia saw:

Here's what Julia thought:

JULIA: But what if ISIS found out that our town is doing fireworks tonight and they decided to let send up a BOMB with the fireworks?




Here's what Madeleine saw:
                                       

Here's what Madeleine thought:

MADELEINE: Mommy?  Is it the Grand Finale yet?
ME: No, not yet.
MADELEINE:  Okay.  GOOD.  I don't want it to be over yet because I just LOVE IT SO MUCH!


This morning we attended the town parade, and the girls were thrilled to see many of their class mates, swim teammates, and neighbors out and about.  Some were part of the parade, some were in attendance, and some were out walking or riding bikes.

JULIA: I saw TWELVE people that I know at the parade.
AUNTIE SHANNON: You counted?
ME: Of course she did.

To avoid the hassle of looking for the very limited parking options, we walked to and from the parade, a little over a mile each way.  Not a big deal for us, since we're all fairly used to walking, although Madeleine got herself a cramp on the way home and was an unhappy camper.

ME: Poor honey with your cramp.  We're almost home.
MADELEINE: (miserably) I don't know which was worse.  Falling on the stairs and hitting my stomach last night, or walking with this cramp the whole way home from the parade on Independence Day.

It's a tough call.  Not a good couple of days for Madeleine's stomach.  At any rate, we made it home and she was able to take it easy and cool off with some pudding and ice.  Yes, ice.  She literally just likes to suck on ice cubes.  It's disgusting.

Happy 4th of July Independence Day, everyone!