We checked out the 4th of July parade.
I think I forgot what exactly a parade entailed because I was not prepared for the amount of noise, people and things that this parade had going on. Which basically means I am the worst mom ever because this parade was pure torture for me.
We spent some lovely time in Grammie Cazza's sugar shack of love. Joe experienced a couple firsts; first lemon (success until he decided to rub his eyes), first face plant off a higher surface (success for the mom because I didn't freak out) and first joint water drinking session with the pheebs (double success because he didn't drown and he was cute).
Grandma Caroline's house had tons of fun things for the Joe. He got to suck on 2 ribs and tried to share with pheebs, nice boy. He also loved getting into everything at her house including wires AND his new favorite door stopper thingy majiggy.
Because the weather was so amazing we got to hang out in the grass before our ferry. Joe loved it.
As we departed a bagpiper was piping away. It was lovely.
All in all, one of the best weekends we've had in Friday Harbor.
I do, however, need to work on my attitude in large crowds and places with loud noises. Joe seems to be a fan of people and noise. Big sigh.
Lots of love to our islanders. We love and miss you already!