Abby, Zoë and Enzo

It was a nice night for the fireworks, and we decided to try a new spot.  We went across from the Fish Market and climbed the guardrail to sit on our picnic blanket in the grass.  Daddy was the super mosquito swatter and caught all of the little buggers that tried to land on us.  We were all done up anyhow, with very little skin showing, but those things tried nonetheless.  Daddy got them all though, I don't think any of us got any bites. (Besides the two Zoë picked up earlier in the day at the playground)

Once the fireworks started, the girls were in awe, and really enjoyed them this year.  Zoë said "If I were a firework, I'd be - wow - I'd be a monkey firework."  Then Abby replied, "If I were a firework, I'd be nice and big and colorful".  I told Zoë what the finale fireworks meant and then she kept asking if the ones we were seeing were "the finalians".  The girls also thought that the fireworks would put Enzo to sleep, as long as we sang to him.