Molly and I went to Milwaukee for the third and part of the fourth of July. She had her first experience with sparklers and fireworks. She loved both.
Against my better judgment, and all odds, I let Mollybear stay up for the amazing fireworks on the Milwaukee lakefront on Friday. I actually can’t believe she made it up that late. A constellation of factors worked in her favor, namely a late afternoon nap. But Aaron and I certainly paid the price over the following days with a very cranky tot. Oh well. She loved the fireworks and, really, the whole day. As she said, “Best day ever!”
Precious!!
I was hoping I could be the best day ever! I will work on that. Looks like a lovely time. Great pics.
What’s a couple days of parental grief when we can experience how much kids love the 4th? (Spoken like an aunt, rather than a mom, I know). But thanks for letting us enjoy Molly’s enthusiasm. I loved seeing her joy. I wanted to post one of my favorites among the pics– of her spreading out her arms while watching the sky. But I don’t think I know how (or even if I can) post a picture here. If you have one of those cool pics of Molly in the glow of the fireworks, please let your readers share the cuteness! (#bestdayever)
Oh, I totally would, but I don’t think I successfully captured one! She kept doing it right in front of me – not a good angle!
And despite the pain I felt over the next couple of days, I wouldn’t have traded it. Her joy was priceless. At least for me. She was so funny on the drive back to Mags’. “What’re we doing now?!”