We had a nice low-key Independence Day this year…after unexpectedly kicking the day off at 2 a.m. when Charlotte vomited all over her crib and herself. Talk about fireworks. The commotion of getting things cleaned up woke Emma up, and then Charlotte wouldn’t go back to sleep, so basically all four of us were mostly awake from 2 until 4. FUN TIMES. I naively thought this would mean everyone would sleep in but no such luck. Since we were up on time and since the little one seemed to be in decent spirits, we stuck with our original plan to participate in the neighborhood bike parade.
Jose and I were on foot and I assumed there would be other people walking but nope, it truly was a BIKE parade so Jose ended up jogging along with Emma while Charlotte and I got left in the dust. No worries though, since we were with our next door neighbor — and since the parade route for the little kids went right by our house, we just stopped there. Convenient! (And next year, we’ll know that one of us should ride a bike along with Emma!) Overall it was a cute event, and did I mention how much I love our neighborhood? Only every other week, right? It’s hard to believe it’s been almost a full year since we moved here but I continue to have exactly zero regrets about it!
After lunch and a much-needed nap for Charlotte, we headed over to our friends’ house for swimming. I think Emma literally spent about 3 hours in the pool. She loves it! I never get many photos when we’re swimming since my phone get left in the pool bag, but I snagged a shot of my happy little fish late in the afternoon. She was in the pool without Jose or me which meant she had to wear her floaties, but earlier in the afternoon I let her take them off while we were in the water with her. I’m so impressed at how well she is swimming these days! She can dive pretty decently now and loved touching the bottom in the deeper end of the pool. I’m hoping she’ll be interested in doing swim team next summer.
By the time we got home, both kiddos were barely awake. Charlotte hit the sack immediately while Emma stayed up long enough to see some fireworks on TV…and then fell asleep on my shoulder before they were over.
Isla threw up yesterday, too, though not at 2 am. Fun times indeed.
I’m jealous of Emma’s swimming proficiency. That’s so cool that she can dive already. Around here, pretty much all the pools are “No Diving,” so I’m not sure how kids are supposed to learn.