We drove up north to Lake Pleasant with some friends and enjoyed a "night before" celebration. Violet did fabulously with the fireworks, sitting in my lap munching on carrots and guacamole, and sipping the lemonade drink Fernando got her as a treat. (Which was mostly to keep her diverted from the funnel cake we all were sharing that she cannot eat... so sad!)
But she was a happy camper, snuggled in for the whole set of fireworks, yelling "purple!" so loudly that I thought the folks in front of us were going to say something.
I am so proud of her boldness - even when she's frightened, she is able to work through it and enjoy the very thing she was scared of. We were close to the fireworks, so they were quite loud, but she gradually removed her hands from her ears and ended up pumping her fist in the air yelling, "Go fireworks! Come on fireworks!"
The skies opened up mid-show and cooled us off with a welcome rain, and the lightening competed for our attention all evening.
It was a relaxing, fun, change-of-pace, kind of evening.
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