*Quickies are a thing I started last summer and then did once. Classic. Let’s try it again.
Since no city in a two-mile radius is having fireworks on the Fourth, and that’s how far we’re willing to travel, we took a trip last night, the 2nd, to a nearby soccer field. From there we could see the patriotic firework show from the Oakland A’s game. As we waited in the growing darkness, Sally kept trying to convince us to move outside the field onto some rocks she liked. We explained that then we’d be watching the show through a chain-link fence, and if we stayed here, IN the soccer area, we’d have a perfect view.
“I want to sit on the rocks. I’M GOING.”
“Fine. We’re sitting here. You can join us if you’d like.”
“I don’t want to. The rocks are my FAVORITE. I LOVE them.”
“Sally, we have a perfect little porch to sit on right here. We can all sit together and we can see perfectly! I think this is a better idea tonight than the rocks tonight.”
“Uh, Mommy, you are sitting in front of a girls’ bathroom.”
At which point I cracked up. Even if she did have the tone of a hormonally imbalanced pre-teen, the girl’s got a sense of humor. We cuddled up in front of a glorified outhouse and had a great time.