Wishing you all a "Grand-Fire-rally" as fun as ours

We've been celebrating the birth of our Nation for a few days now. Our town held their fireworks display last night.

We got together with some close friends and family to enjoy the festivities from the comforts and safety of their front yard. The kids had a ball, as did the grown-ups.

Yes, we are rednecks from the south... but, no, we did not allow any children to ride in the back of a pick-up. Well, not on this particular occasion.

Her Highness and fellow princess BFF enjoyed some "staged" shots before the fireworks began. This was their idea too. What nutty little girls we have on our hands.

Of course they were dressed like twins, right down to their matching stars & stripes flip-flops.

The real show finally began...

The kids kept hollering at the sky, "Now do a PINK one! Now a BLUE one!" Within moments, their request would be met so they would all squeal and clap, as if they had been heard. Thunder kept hollering across the yard to where Bert was watching, "Daddy, is THIS the Grand Fire-rally??" Bert kept assuring him, he would definitely know it when he saw it




Finally, the much anticipated Grand Finale boomed across the sky. All the children jumped up and down, clapping and dancing like monkeys. It was so much fun.



Hail did not enjoy the "big booms." He had been sitting with the other kids on the lawn before the show started. After the first thunderous sound broke, Hail ran to my lap and never got back down. I was trying to ease his fears with comments about their beauty, oohhing and ahhhing over the different ones. Then, I started asking, "Ohh, did you see that one? What color was that?" Hail would reluctantly respond, "Bew. I scawed of dose pire-worts." The moment they were over he announced, "Time a go! Time a GO, DADDY! MOMMY! GO!" Maybe next year he'll be a bigger fan.

Hope you all have a fun, hot dog eating, "Grand Fire-rally" filled kinda day.

Happy Birthday America!