Julie-Ann couldn't quite decide how she felt about the fireworks last night. She tried so hard not to be scared, but she was. We watched the big show from inside the van where she ooo'd and aahh'd while tightly gripping my knees.
She kept saying, "That's a lot of crackers, Mom!"
We live outside of city limits, so our neighborhood had fireworks going until well after 1 am. That was fun...getting her to bed was difficult. I decided ahead of time to just put her bed with me, because I knew it was pointless to try to get her to sleep by herself with all of that going on. So, she talked for about an hour.
"You hear that, Mom?"
"You hear those birds?" (The screamer sounding fireworks.)
"That's a bunch of crackers."
"They're pretty." (of course she couldn't see them at the moment)
It was cute. There was finally a lull, and she dropped off to sleep. The first thing she said this morning, "I want to see some crackers."
I hope everyone had fun last night and starts the New Year off well.
She kept saying, "That's a lot of crackers, Mom!"
We live outside of city limits, so our neighborhood had fireworks going until well after 1 am. That was fun...getting her to bed was difficult. I decided ahead of time to just put her bed with me, because I knew it was pointless to try to get her to sleep by herself with all of that going on. So, she talked for about an hour.
"You hear that, Mom?"
"You hear those birds?" (The screamer sounding fireworks.)
"That's a bunch of crackers."
"They're pretty." (of course she couldn't see them at the moment)
It was cute. There was finally a lull, and she dropped off to sleep. The first thing she said this morning, "I want to see some crackers."
I hope everyone had fun last night and starts the New Year off well.