4th of July

Kira had a festive, but exhausting day. We woke up early after another, increasingly common, sleepless night (for me...she tosses and turns, but seems to wake rested). We began with a walk up and down the block waving her little flag. Then, momma heading in to make potato salad and fruit salad for the neighborhood cookout. Kira had a blast, but hardly ate any of the food. She was more interested in all the flys...and the little neice of the girl across the street. They played hopscotch (sort of) and ran all around.
We finally got in out of the heat to take a nap...
Waking up about the time that granddaddy stopped by to visit. Which was also the same time that a HUGE storm hit our neighborhood, making the power flash on and off and sending torrents of rainwater down the street.
We worried for a bit that we would not be able to take her to see fireworks. Well, mommy worried...daddy may have been relieved since he was busy building a desk all day! But, the rain cleared up and we headed out about an hour AFTER Kira's bedtime to try and find a good spot. We were headed for the park, but pulled over just short to perch on chairs with several other families. The couple in front of us was in our birthing class 2 years ago! It would have been great, except that the display was about 30 minutes late and Kira got mighty cranky. She wandered up and down the rows of people and down the block a few times while we wandered after her. Finally, just as everyone was packing up in disappointment, they started. And so did the rain. Kira loved the first few minutes and said "wow" a few times before getting bored and annoyed with the rain. Her "wows" turned into "bye, bye" at the top of her lungs. She was done for the day.
I had the foresight, at least, to change her into pjs before buckling her in the car. She fell fast asleep and barely woke up to go in the house. And she slept until almost 9:45!