Happy Fourth of July!

We went to the Halifax fire works with Val and Martin and their kids, Adam and Andi. Eliza went for a later nap so that she would be somewhat less of a cranky monster come 9:00 for the big show. We got the kids all bundled up in their strollers and got ourselves equipped with blankets and snacks, snacks, and more snacks. Eliza was mesmerized by the children with all of their cool "light thingys" and so of course we had to buy her one. Both she and Adam had a blast for about 20 minutes of just running around and playing swords with their light thingys.



Then we got the kids settled on the blankets when the first firework came on. How cozy and fun - Daddy, Mommy, and Eliza on the blanket enjoying the fireworks. Ummm, nope! After the first loud bang of the fireworks, she had enough. She was hysterically crying louder and harder than I have ever heard her (which then caused poor Adam to start crying) and we had to block her ears for her. Even still, she was not having it. She was crying and screaming "Get me out of here!!" over and over. We thought that maybe she would relax once we clapped and showed her that kids all around were enjoying it. And again, nope. We had to pack up our supplies in a flash (while still trying to hold her ears) and get ourselves out of there. While making the mad dash for the exit we only stepped on a few blankets and felt the need to apologize for our hysterical child. Ahhhh, Happy Fourth! Oh, and once she was "safe" in the car away from seeing or hearing the loud fireworks, Eliza said, "I don't want to ever go to the fireworks again until I am bigger! I wish we went to the Red Sox game instead!". Not sure why she thought that was ever an option for that night. :)