We hooked Norah up with my heavy duty earplugs (which I usually use to block out the bickering in the car) and went to the fireworks at Old Sturbridge Village tonight. We enjoyed them but it was kind of odd not to know anyone in the crowd, when in the ‘Ham we’d know at least 50 people. The night ended with us on an “adventure” (lost) walking down a dark road looking for our car. We were headed the right way but since Ben is afraid of the dark he had begun to panic and blame our certain demise on me. Luckily we were rescued by a troop of OSV staff in bonnets and headlamps.
Hope you had a safe and happy 4th, and enjoy the long weekend.
And in case you missed the fireworks…
