fireworks

We arrived at this year's Christmas Fireworks with a tired baby strapped cozily into his ergo...anticipating that he will doze off to sleep quietly while we enjoy the fireworks. Boy were we wrong! Atti took a while to warm up to the crowd and the sound of the carols, but once he got going he was unstoppable. Playing in the dirt, flirting with strangers, hijacking my awesome potato on a stick. The excitement stepped up a notch with the arrival of Alik, Ninna and Dee Dee, and we soon realised how delusional our idea of a calmly dozing baby was. When the fireworks started to burst in the sky, I was worried that Atti would be frightened by the loud noise, but he calmly looked into the sky, pointed his finger and said "Star!""ooo wow! Stars! Stars!" He sat in my lap through the whole show...mesmerised. On the way to the car, he dozed off in his ergo after a big big night out and was walked home in the babywearing cuddles of "dada".