
After the baking was finished, we put Dakota on the leash and walked over to Metairie's 4th of July celebration (which is technically on the 3rd). We had funnel cake, italian ice, and a puppy on sensory overload. However, she was quite a hit with a pack of little girls who thought her name should be "Tootsie Roll." They were pretty cute. After the concerto finished playing, the fireworks began, and, I must say, were pretty impressive. Dakota handled them well and steadily watched them, in my lap, of course. Then, we ventured back across Veterans and all 3 of us just conked out. Brad had worked that morning, and I had been to a pretty wicked spin class, followed by prayer walking around the East, and a shopping excursion. The dog's just out of shape:)

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