4th of July in Fargo

We got to take the motor home to Fargo so we could see Uncle Joe for the 4th of July.

 It was super hot, but Grandpa was a trooper and played on the big playground set with me.

 I love swinging. I wanted to do this all day. Grandpa's arms may have objected.

 There was a cool bridge to cross. The biggest obstacle was this big kid.

 It was smooth sailing once he got out of the way.

 Hey, look at me!

 Almost done.

 This slide was awesome.

 I accidentally landed on my butt the first time. The 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 5th and 6th times I did it on purpose. It was pretty funny.

 This is our view of the Red River where we camped in the motor home. Mommy wouldn't let me go swimming in the water. She said it was dangerous, the water did look pretty yucky though.

 We went across the river to see the fireworks show.  I got these cool glow stick things.

 Grandma brought along black-bottom cupcakes. Grandpa helped me with the first one.

 I decided to just lick the frosting off the 2nd one.

 Grandma made a pretty comfy chair while I watched the fireworks go off.

 Here's me and Grandpa heading back down the hill to the motor home.

 It's trickier than it looks.

Mommy had to drive Uncle Joe's car back to Fargo. I rode in the motor home and watched her out the back window. But that 10 minute drive was tiring and that bed is comfortable. I didn't quite make it all the way.