Fourth of July

It takes a certain amount of self-confidence to be able to wear such a loud (albeit, patriotic,) hat. Jack wore his spangled sombrero proudly as he cruised the lake. His dad spent most of the day dragging him, and some of our friends, in an inner tube and they all had a blast. While this was going on, I was up in the house with Makena. I know that, had she seen Jack tearing across the water, she would have wanted to do the same.
At the end of the day, we had the best viewing for the fireworks: right from the middle of the lake. Sometimes it seemed like the flurry of sparkles was raining down right over us. It was excellent. It felt like our own private show (We were one of probably a couple hundred boats on the water.) We took Makena. I was a bit concerned that she might freak out about the noise and the lights, but she didn't. She rallied and although she was cautious at first, by the end of the fireworks show, she had added "wow" to her vocabulary.

Wow was right. This was her first Fourth of July with us!

Isabelle