Babies & Bulldogs: 4th of July

For the first time in three years we were able to celebrate the Fourth in St. Louis. Our city holds an annual carnival that is literally in our backyard and does fireworks from the same place. We were excited to be able to take Norah to the festivities this year- although we took her around 6:30 and she was extremely tired so she looks like she is in a daze in every picture. We tried!

Watching Higgins during the fireworks was a sight to see. He was so scared he didn't know what to do. He came outside with us before they stared and a few random ones went off. He scrambled under my chair and couldn't stop shaking. When the real thing started he couldn't take it. He did his fastest low-to-the-ground run (would have been an army crawl if he was human!) and darted inside. Joel went in to check on him and found him downstairs, under the bed in the guest bedroom trying to get in as deep as he could. Okay, so it was kind of sad and maybe we are bad people because we were laughing so hard... you would have laughed too. We spoke soothing words to him and gave him lots of extra love that night. He calmed right down. Needless to say the next night (they did fireworks Fri and Sat nights) he stayed inside and did much better.