The fourth of July we spent with J's parents. We had yummy homemade hamburgers and fries followed by fireworks. Baby J LOVED the fireworks. Baby Z, on the other hand, was very scared of most of them. Especially the great, big, loud illegal ones the neighbor was setting off.
We did have one small mishap. A small aerial tipped over and shot into the back yard. My father-in-law went to check the damage and calmly says "Oh, there's a fire." Luckily a neighbor was already on the scene, with a hose.
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| Miss Z |
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| Mr. J |
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| A piano duet. |
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| J and Baby J playing on the trailer, waiting for it to get dark. |
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