4th of July

Bill, Emma, and I went down to Ocean City Wednesday night, and joined my parents who have been there all week. We had fun on the beach, boardwalk, and just hanging around the house. I really really wanted Emma to stay up on the 4th of July to see fireworks, which were at 9 o'clock and two hours after her usual bed time. By 8, she had had it, so my parents offered to put her to bed and stay at the house, and Bill and I went down to the beach and watched the fireworks there. I have always wanted to do that, and it was a lot of fun. I felt really guilty Emma had missed them and I had put her to bed, but it was for the better, between her being tired and I know she would have wanted to play in the sand and not sit on the blanket, which would have been a mess that late at night.

This past week Emma has been walking everywhere, and I honestly love it. She walks with her arms out (for balance) and is so happy and proud to be walking somewhere, it cracks us up. It's funny to see where she chooses to go, and I love calling her and having her toddle (is that a word?) over to me.

Grandpop and Grandmom watching

the tongue out for concentration

getting a lift from Grandpop

pushing her wagon and admiring her shoes