As the sun goes down on our parade day, the crowd thins out a bit and the truly stalwart settle in to wait for the…
amazing fireworks…
AND the glow-in-the-dark gypsy-man that only comes out on warm summer nights. Ooooh…
and more breathtaking fireworks…
and sweet babies who can’t figure out why the sky is exploding. Poor Baby Chomp.
All in all…it was a lovely, fabulous, beautiful night…
for fireworks…
all kinds of fireworks…
HAAA!
Sorry…couldn’t help myself! :}
Looks like you guys had fun. We could hear the fireworks from our house.
I love the whole day… and night! 😀 The fireworks are SO awesome. I hope Baby Chomp grows into liking them as much as her Mom & Dad!
I am soooo glad I missed those fireworks. LOL. Might have made my husband get some ideas.
Love your blog. Love your enthusiasm for life. It’s amazing that a cool chick like you can still give an amazing Sunday School lesson. You are my hero.
Hope I can make it to the party.
You simply MUST come. You’ll never be the same…haha.
Thanks so much for the kind words–you are sweet.