On the 24th I took Q down at night to check out the fireworks. We got their at 9:30, got a place to park, and hung out in our car to watch the fireworks that were to start at 10. Unfortunately, they weren't going to start the fireworks until the rodeo got over...um what? So Q and I hung out for a bit, playing in the car, and letting Q poke her head out the sunroom to watch all the "unofficial" fireworks going off around the park. When it was close to 11:00 pm and still no fireworks, I decided to pack it in and head home. Q thought all the fireworks were the "show" so she didn't feel gipped, and we got out of there before getting stuck in major post-firework traffic. Win-Win.
|every time Q would stick her head out the sunroof she was would exclaim "I'm a giraffe in a car"|
|gotta love silly pictures|