We went to Iowa City's Jazz fest last night for the fourth. Everything took place in the area around the Pentacrest. We were sitting on the lawn, and I started tickling Katie with a blade of grass. Later, as we watched the pretty good fireworks show that was, well, pretty long, Katie went from enthralled, to scared, to bored, to hungry, to tired. A nice little Fourth, I guess.
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