The last couple of years we have approached the Fourth of July with very little expectations. It's an overwhelming holiday (the fireworks! the firetrucks! candy being pelted at you from moving vehicles!), especially for Abby. I touched a little on what makes Abby special, here, and we are extra sensitive to what will unnecessarily put her in a bad situation.
This year was no different. But, we went into the holiday much more educated, with Abby being a lot more grown up and prepared. We kicked off the weekend viewing fireworks from the beach (another town's celebration) so the fireworks were a decent distance away. These were the first fireworks we've attended in years! While Abby was nervous, she rocked it (hiding in a blanket for half the show, but determined to be brave).
Monday, the holiday, we wheeled Abby's bike (her prize for pooping on the toilet - go ahead, judge, but when you have four year old who finally consents to that task, you buy her whatever she wants!), decked in streamers, across the street to participate in the kid's parade.
A quick trip the park behind our house for face painting, afternoon naps, followed by not one, but two (!!) swimming parties and barbecues, and finally more fireworks! (this show was a whole lot more intense. Abby didn't watch a single firework, cried through half of it, but when we tried to leave, she insisted on being brave. break my mama heart!) The firework celebration in New Canaan could not have felt more American. People camped out on blankets while the New Canaan Town Band played live music, and food truck charged one arm for a slice of pizza (welcome to Fairfield, County Connecticut, folks!). We will definitely be adding that celebration to our family traditions.
We feel so lucky to live in our little New England corner of this great country, freely!