Today is Guy Fawkes Night here in the UK.
The day we celebrate the foiled gunpowder plot to take down parliament.
Or as it tends to be thought of these days: Bonfire night.
Here in our little town, it's celebrated with a HUGE bonfire, and a big display of fireworks, which Zack adores!
Unfortunately for us, Max can't cope with the following:
- the loudness of the fireworks
- the huge crowds of people
- standing around waiting in the cold for more than about 4-5 minutes.
Needless to say, it makes the night ever so slightly impossible for us to attend, which is one of those moments when it sucks that it's just me... there's no one to look after Max while the other takes Zack out to enjoy the festivities.
Luckily we've always managed to live somewhere that's relatively easy to see the fireworks out of our window, or our garden, but it's not the same.
It's times like this when autism can be a pain in the ass, as Zack misses out on seeing all his friends at the event, and has to stay home.
We make the most of the life we're given though.
Sparklers are too dangerous to try with Max, but at least Zack and I can get bundled up and watch the display from our garden.
Be safe tonight everyone, and stay warm!