Emerson's First Fourth of July

Okay, I realize we're backtracking a little here. I got a terrible cold the night of E's baptism which I fought through July 7th. I have not been that sick in years! It was terrible. So after two days home sick and one day struggling through work the 4th of July was upon us. Robert spent the weekend putting up baseboards while I tried to finish recouperating and entertain Emerson. Oh, there was also a Deadliest Catch marathon on. Why do I get so into that show? Anybody's guess....

Most people know that the 4th of July is my favorite holiday. Saturday night I was finally feeling human so we went to dinner at Macaroni Grill. Then we hit up Dairy Queen where I explained to Emerson that you really must have ice cream on the 4th of July if you're a true American. We'll talk to him about alcohol once he's old enough. Anyway, after the delicious Blizzards we went and got a spot over by the Lowe's at Santa Fe and Belleview. Emerson usually falls asleep somewhere between 9 and 10 so we were wondering if he would be awake when the fireworks started at 9:30. So bundled up (it was pretty chilly that night which was weird!) we waited for the main event to begin. When the first firework went off we watched Emerson stare at the sky. We didn't even have to point him in the right direction. There he sat, transfixed by the show and sucking on his paci. That's my boy! He was awake for the whole show and didn't make a peep the entire time, just stared and enjoyed the tradition we have here in America - blowing things up on our Anniversary. LOL.

Here are some pictures of E from that night. Note the hat he's wearing. Yes - it was that cold. Emerson was the warmest of the three of us because I always have extra clothes for him. Meanwhile, we were freezing!