First fireworks

We had originally planned to go to the Scotts Valley fireworks celebration at Skypark, but were warned that the crowds/parking would be horrendous. So instead, we tailgated in the nearby Wallgreens parking lot (many others had the same idea). Ashton played in his wagon until the show started, then watched from Daddy’s shoulders. He seemed intrigued and mildly concerned about the activity in the sky. In retrospect, I’m glad we weren’t sitting right underneath them because I think the volume would have scared him. Ashton didn’t sleep well that night, and acted very oddly the following day – still don’t know whether this was in any way a reaction to the fireworks or something independent of the affair.