Last evening, we took our nieces Yara & Annelise, Bridget & her friend Jessie, down to the Celebration on the Grand where we saw the Best Fireworks Ever, even John said so. They were better than the Millenium celebration, the Olympics, Disney, and even the Willard Centennial. It helped that John marched us down to sit next to the sign that said, "Fireworks Danger Zone." The pop-pop-pop reverberated past our sternum right to our hearts and we were definitely feeling alive.
I enjoyed a few Van Gogh-ish moments waiting for the fireworks to begin there next to the Grand River. I call this next one, "Moony, Moony Night."
The girls had a great time - here they are just before the fireworks began: