That pretty much sums up our 4th of July celebrations.
I look forward to the day when I can teach Henrik about this special day and what it means to our country.
(I'm glad I'll get a couple of years to brush up on my American history.)
But for now we'll stick with the basics- good food and lighting things on fire.
I was worried that Henrik wouldn't be interested in fireworks this year. Last year he was sawing logs before we even grilled one hot dog. But thankfully this year was different.
|Enjoying the show|
Todd bought a small package of fireworks, some sparklers, and "poppers."
Before bath time and bed time we all went outside to have a little fun with the little man.
I was pleasantly surprised with how engaged Henrik was.
He loved the "poppers" (no surprise there- the boy loves to throw stuff!).
But he found the most joy when throwing them at anyone's feet and watching them jump up in the air and yell. He thought it was hilarious.
|Grammy was the official "poppers" dispenser|
|Pop Pop being a good sport, dodging poppers|
|Henrik, clearly thrilled.|
He also watched (and didn't cry or run away) when Todd set off the small bunch of fireworks and sparklers.
|The first fireworks...at 6pm :)|
|As you can see, he didn't stray far from these two.|
|Henrik and his Pop Pop|
It was a successful 4th of July!
|I was able to snag a quick picture of my little man and me.|
In a couple years, maybe we'll let Henrik stay up long enough to see the big daddy fireworks.