Independence Day

Our day started off with a pretty lazy morning, but picked up in the afternoon. We met up with some friends and played volleyball (where the girls dominated the guys) and then went swimming. Our friends' little girl was so excited to go swimming and we all had a lot of fun playing with her in the pool. Pizza was the food of choice for dinner- not very patriotic, but it was quick and we were hungry. Then the decision was made to try to catch a fireworks show... so we made our way to the suburb of our city and caught a pretty neat patriotic display in the sky. Our little friend, I'll call her K, had never seen fireworks before, so this was pretty exciting to her. For the first time, I realized the unwritten rules of firework watching... have you ever realized how quiet everyone gets when the show starts? It's like we're watching a performance and staying quiet is showing our respect to the celestial actors and actresses. However, a three year old does not understand these rules and each display would result in a cheer, or George of the Jungle-type yell. She quickly became bored of the entire event and began to play/pull our hair. Even the fantastic ending didn't hold her attention and when it was all over, her first question was, "Can I finish watching Snow White?" Maybe next year...