A Festive Fourth

James and I walked the parade with my work today and handed out frisbees. ( I don't think it helped that I saw every pregnant lady known to man sitting with her family or newborn) 

We then went out to lunch with everyone from the parade and then to a friends BBQ. It all made for a great day and I rather enjoyed myself, 

But in the back of my mind was the thought Bug should be here. 

He probly would've loved the parade and all the dogs. We would've put him in a wagon or a stroller and pushed him along  with us and blinged it all out. 

He would've been at the BBQ with all the other people and their kids.

We wouldn't be that weird couple with no children. 

I would've loved to have seen what his reactions to fireworks would be at 8 months old. 

Wether he would be completely terrified or mesmerized by the bright lights colors and sounds. 

But again, it's not my reality. 

Holidays just leave an awful feeling and bitter taste. 

The hardest holidays have yet to come...