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Yesterday was the 4th, and we celebrated in the most traditional way- parade, bbq, fireworks, child up WAY past bedtime.  You know, American style.

We decorated Patrick’s wagon to walk down to the parade route.  We had so much fun! I made tissue paper flowers, we stapled glittery stars to curly pipecleaners – it was so cute! The parade?  No so much.  I know I’m not a kid anymore, but I remember parades being exciting and fun. I remember floats.  I remember high school bands. I remember music and cheering.  This parade did not have any floats or bands or cheering. It had fire trucks and police cars.  It had LOTS of people walking and waving.  It had LOTS  of people hanging out of cars and waving. Where were the floats?  Where were the bands? Patrick’s wagon was the talk of the crowd. Everyone commented on how cute it was, the best float they’d seen all day.  Maybe the parade organizers need to raise the bar on their entries.  Maybe next year WE’LL be in the parade. Maybe next year we’ll start our own parade!  We didn’t even stay until the end.  Patrick was ready to leave after the first fifteen minutes.  Oh well…

We went to the Sunrise Mall fireworks show in the evening.  Patrick was a bit nervous. Well, more than a bit. Patrick was a lot nervous.  He watched, but clung to me so tight that I thought he was going to rip my sweatshirt off.  I did my best to comfort him, to cheer for the exciting ones (we saw several cool smiley faces this year) and smile and clap. His wide-eyed gaze was priceless.  Too bad I was so concerned with him being afraid that I forgot to take a picture.  Today,he reminded me all about the fireworks.  “Stars go BOOM-BOOM!” he told me.  “Bierwarks loud!”  Too cute…

Overall, it was a WONDERFUL family day.  Many memories made!

Advertising is powerful – the symbols, the catchy tunes….I could sing “My bologna has a first name…” and I never even ATE bologna!

Well, in the past week, Patrick has internalized the marketing campaigns of two major companies!

We were listening to the radio and a commercial break came on. I usually change the channel, but for some reason I didn’t this time.  Seconds after the MetroPCS man with the funky sounding voice says, “Hello…hello…hello…” my dear son repeats, “Heh-whoa..heh-whoa…heh-whoa….”  And he’s been saying it ever since!

Also, we got some stuff from my mother-in-law last week, and some of it was packed into a box from Starbuck’s. Patrick pointed to the mermaid symbol on the box and said, “Mama, cottee!” Yes, the boy who has never set foot inside a fast food restaurant sure knows his coffee!

This just proves to me that, indeed there IS a reason we only let him watch commercial-free TV!