The little man was constantly asking to see fireworks all day long, and thankfully I was able to find one that was rescheduled yesterday evening at 9:15. I didn't want to raise his hopes again, so I cautioned that if there was a storm, there wouldn't be any fireworks. But thankfully, though the clouds were cloudy and there were a few rumbles of thunder, it stayed dry. We packed up the kiddies and went the little man's 2nd fireworks ever. (His first was at Disney World when he was 18 months old). He was so excited, he couldn't contain himself.
We watched from the Target parking lot, which worked out really well. We got there early so we were able to read some bedtime stories. When the the fireworks started, Thing2's eyes grew as big as a silver dollar, and Thing1 looked ready to throw a humongous wail. But Daddy stayed in the car with them and they calmed down holding onto his hands.
We had a late night, but fortunately, for once in this little boy's life, he woke up late at 8am allowing us to sleep in a bit longer.
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