And The Rockets' Red Glare....

Attended my uncle and aunt's annual Fourth of July party today, which was as always quite nice. Went into the pool with Squiddle for a little bit. He initially didn't like the water wings his Nana got him, but got used to them.

In the evening, after the local fireworks display ended, and the street ones were mostly over, we headed home because it was already past Squiddle's bedtime. And managed to time it so that we were driving past Disneyland as their fireworks were going off.

I kid you not, there were two solid miles of cars pulled over to the shoulder of the 5 freeway, emergency blinkers going, all of them watching the fireworks display.

Wonderful Husband and I could not stop laughing.

And of course it is now legal in Anaheim for people to sell/buy/set off fireworks (I voted against it), so this year it won't just be the yobbos down the way illegally setting them off until three in the morning. It'll be everyone. Including, apparently, our neighbors two doors over.

Joy. At least we have double-glazed windows.