4th Of July Report

We watched the fireworks from our back yard again this year.

Its a good thing that we didn't go far because Sammy started getting really scared about 10 minutes into the show. He didn't seem to be afraid of the noise but he was scared of the lights. So he finished his bottle and went to bed. I didn't hear a peep out of him until around 6 this morning.

Stevie, on the other hand, LOVED it. He sat next to me on the swing and ooohhhh'd and aaaahhhh'd. He even named the colors. He was such a good boy. No running wild, no demands for candy. I was impressed! He didn't even fight me when I told him that the fireworks show was over and it was time for bed after he called his daddy.

The dogs were monsters. Well, Duke was. Molly hightailed it to under the bed as soon as the first firework was shot off. Duke kept running in and out of the house barking at the fireworks. Stevie got mad at me when I told Duke he was a chicken. Stevie kept arguing with me that Duke was a dog, not a chicken. So in an attempt to keep the neighbors from hating me, the dogs got locked in a bedroom until everything was over.

Hopefully next year (if I have some help, hint hint Grammy Lynn) I want to take the boys to watch the fireworks like I did when I was a kid........sitting in the back of a pickup truck with lots of pillows and blankets in a dirt lot behind where the fireworks are set up.