My sister and I took Abby to a bouncy house first thing in the morning. She had an absolute blast! She's one of the toughest kids I've ever met and held her own with the older kids. I held my breathe half the time and after 45 minutes my nerves were just shot! We left, she cried hysterically, and went for lunch where they gave her all the necessary accessories to become a pirate! Awesome!
After a much needed nap (not for me unfortunately), we sang some patriotic songs. I discovered 2 things: one, I have forgotten most of what I learned as a child and two, there is a serious shortage of upbeat patriotic songs.
This is where it gets a little crazy. We drove all the way to the fireworks and paid $5 to park our car. We walked from our car to the actual fireworks location which took about 40 minutes since Abby refuses to use a stroller (and hasn't for at least 6 months now). At which point, Dan looks at me and says there is no way we're getting back to the car and getting home in time for him to be a work. So, after a million "What do you want to do? I don't know... What do you want to do?", we walked back to the car and made our way out of the busy lot to find a location further away but less crowded to see fireworks.
The only way to get Abby to go faster than the first walk was to promise her ice cream so we stopped at McDonald's on our way. As we walk out of our car we see this:
We then left McD's and could not decide where the best place to park was. We also couldn't figure out where to look. We also couldn't figure out what time it would actually start. Finally, we decided to drive over the bridge and back. As luck would have it, traffic on the bridge closed on our way back as soon as the fireworks started so we got to see the show from what I think was the best spot! Abby's face was priceless!
I hope you and your family had an fun filled holiday!