It was a perfect day and Bainbridge Island is a pretty place. We went to Hank and Chelle's for good food, mojitos, and fireworks. Both Hank and Chelle are two of the nicest people you could meet and they have a backhoe so fun was had by all. Cole is actually past his big machinery phase and onto his Star Wars / good vs. evil phase. I hope it's a phase. Cole introduced himself either as Anikan Vader, Han Solo or Luke Skywalker. When we first arrived he ran up to a group of people he didn't know, jumped into a fighting pose with arm raised, and yelled STAR WARS.
Drooling over the box of fireworks.
Throwing POP-ITS.
Audrey and Dad eating. Audrey liked the grilled salmon.
Audrey's always happy in Daddy's arms.
Here an older boy lights bottle rockets (there had to have been over 100 of these in the box) to the delight of Cole and his new pals. Unfortunately he decided to attach a lego man to the rocket. What is it with boys?! I hoped that Cole didn't notice and was satisfied to be amazed by the loud sounds and missiles flying up into treetops.
The boys would squeal "awesome" every time and ask for more.
We decided to head home before the big show. It was 8:30 and Audrey's usual bedtime is 7. Alex dropped Cole and I off at the market so we could catch the show over Elliot Bay. It was a long day and night. Cole fell asleep around 11 - possibly a record and he proceeded to wake up whiny and grumpy.




















































