As a child I always spent my fourth of July at my Nanny and Papa's house. We would watch the fireworks from their front porch. I was never one to enjoy shooting off fireworks. (I also do not like popping balloons or opening biscuits.) I had fun watching the production put on by the city but never was I interested in doing my own. I ended up marrying a guy who built a house right down the street from my Nanny and Papa's old house. The first year we lived here we thought it would be so great to go on the roof and watch the fireworks. That was also the first year that the firework show was moved to the south side of town.
This fourth I never dreamed my little baby would be old enough to play with fireworks.
However I married a guy who LOVES fireworks. He would spend his childhood and teenage years blowing up as any things as he could. His mom, also not being a huge fan of fireworks, could sympathize with my anxiety level.
So of course 3.5 is the perfect age to be a partner in crime.
These two were pretty excited about their purchases.
Before setting off the goods, we went to see Tosh's Nanny.
Then it was time for some action. We went to Nana and Grandad's house to set off the fireworks.
Finn thought it was pretty awesome.
"Run!" screamed mom every time something was lit.
"Don't breath the smoke," said mom from the porch.
Finn loved stepping on the popper things. "Should you really step on that? Can it blow your foot off?" thought mom from the porch.
Pyro!!
Finn and his new robot....
Three generations of pyros...
"Run for your life Finn," thought mom from the porch.
A beautiful sunset...
Fire! Fire! I want fire!
Rockets...
Then it got dark enough that Finn could set of the "comb" * a cone shaped explosive
He was so excited he was doing a jig...
Okay so I am a helicopter mom. So what?
In all honesty, I think that the 4th will become a fun time for Tosh and Finn to blow things up and I will start to be okay with it. And the years I am not okay with it, I will drink.
Finn had a really great time with Nana, Grandad, fireworks, dad, robot, and heli-mom.
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