OOMPA LOOMPA FLU, and the 4th of July

With the morning sun came another case of the Oompa Loompa Flu.  My mom calls it 'bachi'.  It means to jinx yourself.  If you fake illness, you will become ill.  One of the Oompa Loompas discovered the truth in that.  The symptoms he reported in order to get ginger ale when the others were sick last week had him flushed and miserable all day yesterday.  No games, no playing, no nothing... but this time he didn't mind.  He was too miserable to care.

We celebrated the 4th of July by doing laundry and dishes.  When the sun set I loaded up the truck with the 6 well children and we drove out to a spot where I knew the view of the fireworks from Pikes Peak would be spectacular.  There was even a great parking spot waiting for us and I backed the pickup in so the kids would have an unobstructed view of the peak.  We were there with about 30 other families, watching the aerial displays from the surrounding area while waiting with anticipation for the show when it dawned on me.  We were too early.

6 months too early to be exact!  Pikes Peak does their fireworks display on New Years Eve, not the 4th of July!  I sat there for a moment wondering how to break the news to the kids when my youngest neice announced in her loudest voice (which is VERY loud) that she had to go potty!  At that very moment there was not a sound any where, not even from the fireworks.  And then... everyone in the parking lot started laughing.  We did a quick vote and decided to just go on back home and watch the fireworks there in the neighborhood, close to a bathroom.  Dickidoo was able to sit with us as his patient had managed to fall asleep despite all the noise.  All in all it was a nice evening. 

Happy Birthday America!