I'm glad Cole blogged about his 4th of July. That's not quite how I remember it. The day started with Cole waking me up by tipping over my bed. Not the greatest of beginnings. Then I spent a lot of time in the stroller and under some kind of tent at a strange person's house. I also remember some really loud bangs waking me up a little later that night. But overall, I think my sleeping got in the way of celebrating. Maybe I'll try harder to stay awake next year.
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Hey sounds like a good day to me - lots of naps! Love, Grandfather
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