fireworks and poor pitch

Every Friday night one of the hotels down on the beach puts on a fireworks show. It's quite short, and not terribly spectacular, but I happen to love fireworks of any sort. Tonight we decided to head down to check it out. Ava really liked them, and it was quite pretty with the reflection on the water.

Also going on this weekend, there is a summer festival taking place a couple blocks from our home. When we returned home this evening we could hear that they had a live band performing down there (the sound carries incredibly well making it seem as if we are right there), and the singer kept pulling people out of the audience to sing along. I'm not sure how he did it, but he picked tone deaf person after tone deaf person. It was sort of fun to listen to in a very sad way. Anyway, Ava seemed to be pleased. She started shaking her little hips like it was nobody's business.