Saturday afternoon was lazy and cozy -swimming can sure knock you out. Hazel took a nap in the above pictured position -my arms. We are still on the whole no good naps during the day unless you hold me type thing. I don't often given in to arm naps, but when I've got a whole evening planned and I don't want her to be over tired I just do it.
Saturday evening we headed to the fireworks downtown and I was so very hot and baby wearing didn't help. Also, it felt like we were just walking and walking -I've got to find a better place to celebrate this day. Anyways, we went to the park, walked around, looked at the old model cars, got some shaved ice -because that's what you do in America. We saw the missionaries -Brand and I were looking for someone to take our picture, but I feel like there are only sooooo many people you can really trust not to run off with your camera, and then we see the missionaries -jackpot.
Fireworks started at 930, but it was 8:45 and we were tired, hot, and Hazel was hungry so back to the car we went. By the time we got back to the car the fireworks were about to start, so for the first half of the show Hazel ate and Brand and I watched the fireworks. I think one of our favorite parts was seeing her face as she watched the bright lights in the sky. After a while she would look at me, talk, and then look at Brand and talk, as if she were checking in with us to make sure this was supposed to happen. I love my curious, smart, careful girl.
On the drive home Hazel fell asleep -as we knew she would, we went to two McDonalds' and they were both out of ice cream -on the fourth, I mean that's just simply not American. I think our day was pretty successful though, Another first for our sweet little Hazel to mark in the books and it was definitely a success. I really love watching her see and learn new things. There's just so much wonder and excitement in her eyes.
Happy Monday Eve!