Happy Birthday, America!
We took Charlie to his first parade down town. I thought for sure he was going to lose his little mind once the firetrucks started with their sirens, but he did great and loved it all! No fire works for this little guy though, 9:30pm is just asking for a melt down and a screwed up sleep schedule. Maybe next year!
|He got a kick out of waving to the cars.|
|Mmmm....patriotism is yummy.|