Molly's 4th of July was extremely eventful this year. It actually started on the 3rd when we went to a BBQ at Cassie and Ben's and she had a blast swimming. Since there were plenty of big kids around doing awesome things like diving or even flipping into the pool, Molly was pretty sure that she needed to get in on that action and I've since noted a definite increase in her daring around the pool...not necessarily a good thing. She calls it doing "tricks", but basically she'll just jump in without any real concern for whose going to be there to catch her. In an effort to try and demonstrate to her that she actually can't swim, I've let her her go without catching her so that she's completely submerged for a least a second but it hasn't really helped any because she just comes up coughing, sputtering and saying "again!". Swim classes should be fun tomorrow. I'm just grateful that we don't have a pool at our house or anywhere around our house for that matter because she freaks me out.
After all of that fun, it seemed impossible that any more excitement could be had in one day. However since Paradise Casino puts on a awesome fireworks display every year on the 3rd, more fun is exactly what we had. "Ooh! look at that!" "Look at the colors!"...I think she was impressed and the best part is that we can see it from our roof. She seemed a little disappointed when I told her that she probably wouldn't see fireworks again for another year. At least nothing like that display. All this morning she kept saying "Maybe later we see fireworks". Sorry Molly.
Today, after sleeping in, we got up and went to a forth of July parade that runs through Cassie and Ben's neighborhood. Kate and her parents were also there to join in the fun. I almost didn't go because it's pretty hot and I didn't know if I would really be interested in walking around, but I decided that it was cloudy and breezy enough that I could tough it out (Of course it's Yuma, so the clouds were pretty much gone by the time I got there). It was pretty hot and muggy, but Molly had a blast and I managed not to go into labor, so it was worth it.
Hanging with Aunt Cassie before the parade.

Also with Madeline or "melwon" as Molly has renamed her.

They managed to ride together without any wagon turf wars. Success!

Thought it was a funny picture, don't know what she's yelling at but I'm going to guess it was a dog since she was pretty into any dog we passed.

A HUGE thanks to Cassie for helping me get Molly through the 2nd half of the parade after Kate went home with her wagon. Without her I may well still be wandering the hot streets chasing after Molly.

All of her hard work was rewarded with an ice cream cone.

"Mmmmmm!"

Miss Yuma county walked the parade in red patent heels of a significant height. While I feel that it was a useless show, I have considered how if I were someone who wanted to prove something, I should have walked the parade in heels. That would have been a true spectacle: 8 months pregnant with a two year old. Then I remember that I'm not of a competitive nature and I'm just grateful that I was wearing flip flops.
But wait! There's more. Not a lot more, but still...
Later in the afternoon (after a nice nap) We went to my mom's house to swim and have dinner. I didn't take any pictures there, but it's just as well because I did manage to snap one before we left and more importantly before she removed the pigtails and the bow. It's so hot now I wish she would keep her hair back to keep cool and to also try and avoid the ragamuffin look she gets. I suppose she's lucky she can pull that look off.