We celebrated the fourth in VA again this year. Uncle James cooked bacon cheeseburgers on the grill and we had fresh corn and apple pie. A true American dinner. It was yummy!
As much as we hear Mason say "big truck", he was so scared to get in the truck. We tried to sit him in the seat and blow the horn, but he didn't want anything to do with it. He kept saying "down, down". Oh well, maybe next time.
Mason loved this little dog named Lucy. She belongs to Uncle James next door neighbor. They were out of town so we brought Lucy over to play. She was precious.
We had our own personal fireworks on Saturday night after our dinner in Uncle James and Lori's backyard. Mason missed out on that show. He was ready to go to bed after a long day of traveling. Poor fella. He hangs right there with us for as long as he can, but after his bath, he was ready to go night-night.
On Sunday, we headed to downtown Richmond to eat at a Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives called The Village Cafe and to do a little shopping. I didn't see the show, but Mom had found it listed on the website. The food was good, but the music was way to loud. We all enjoyed our dinners. We all had something different, from Strombolis, meatloaf, breakfast, pretty much whatever you wanted was on the menu. The beer battered onion rings were very good.
After dinner we headed to the fireworks at Browns Island. Apparently everyone in the local area was there too. The fireworks were amazing. A very good show. We stood on the bridge that goes over the waterway which is also next to the highway. It was a bit strange to stand on a bridge to watch the show, but we had the best view and it was easy getting in and out quickly.