Logan went to his first fourth of July fireworks last night. The evening was cool and partly cloudy, with the ominous rumblings of thunder interspersed with the pops and bangs of firecrackers. My parents were visiting, and we had a pretty nice dinner of grilled hot dogs and corn on the cob. At around 9:00 we walked to Wallingford park, leaving Chazz to fend for himself in the bathroom. We left the TV on and the windows closed to help screen the sound of fireworks.
The park was filled with children and their parents. We staked out a pretty good spot with and sat down to wait. By then the skies had cleared. From our spot we could see both the Ivar's and the Washington Mutual shows. Logan slept through them both, as well as the other fireworks going off all around us.
Logan had a pretty rough evening, before finally going to sleep on our walk to the park. He may have been tired from the previous night, when we took him to a Mariner's game. We watched the Mariners lose to the Angels 6 to 1 from high up in the 326 section. Logan would startle every time the crowd cheered.
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