Well, we weren’t planning on letting Carrie stay up to watch fireworks, but there was a very local display of them that woke her up anyway. I don’t think she was excited or scared, she was just very sleepy and wondering why we carried her out into the dark night to look at colorful lights. We weren’t close enough for any really loud explosions, although there were quite a few screamers.
This is the second year in a row we’ve had a huge fireworks display visible from our house, and we still can’t figure out who’s doing it – it wasn’t in the newspaper list of all the local displays. Next year I think we’ll just plan on it, and remember to put on bug spray. Carrie seems to have gotten away without bites, but the rest of us were eaten alive.
Between swimming, cooking out and fireworks-watching, I’m totally beat! But it was a very good day.