Actually this was the fifth. For the fourth we actually just hung around down in humarock at Pete's. We all had a blast. For the Fifth we went to the hingham fireworks. We parked, what felt like 18 miles up 3A, walked down to the harbor and found a spot in the sea of people , all there to see the fireworks. Turns out they were awesome. Even the walks to and from weren't that bad. Not with a comical Daddy crashing into things the whole way back. Jack was in hysterics! By the way, where were all the lights on 3A. It was SO dark walking back to the car!
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