Sit-in Closet
I’m hanging out with Quijote, who has decided the safest place to be is in our closet.
Initially, he played it cool – like the noise of the 4th of July fireworks wasn’t going to bother him. Then, all of the sudden, it was too much, and he began scampering wild-eyed around the house in a panicked search for the best hiding spot.
Even before Quijote, we didn’t always go to see fireworks. In the middle of the sweltering Arizona summer, it’s a good day for brunch with friends or swimming or barbecue or staying inside and crafting.
San Diego
Of course, we were way out of the house when we had our first Independence Day with Quijote on our San Diego trip a year ago.
It was a similar story, where he started out unfazed, and then suddenly switched to terrified.
We were staying at the Hawthorne Historic Inn, which has a deck that’s great for watching fireworks. Phillip found us a couple chairs and brought up some wine and snacks. It was so sweet and lovely until we realized Quijote was not going to be able to deal with noise after all.
We gathered up our stuff and climbed back down the wooden steps.
Phillip and I propped up pillows and sat drinking wine and watching tv in bed, while Q burrowed under the comforter.
Indiana
On the other hand, Phillip and I began one 4th of July on a red eye to Indianapolis.
We arrived, caught a few hours sleep, stopped by a square where there was a music festival we were too early for, and then drove to Madison County to see my extended family.
We ended the day outside a different hotel, watching fireworks and fireflies and mysterious orange lights that were floating across the sky.
When you’re with ones you love, you can have a good time whether you’re standing in an open field or hunkering down in a closet.
