Dad & Mom came down and made my Fourth of July truly wonderful! They are 2 people in my world that can encourage me more than anyone else. I love my parents.
Growing up, the Fourth just wouldn’t have been the same without fireworks. I vividly remember when the neighbors would bring out lawn chairs to watch our family as we ignited our stash. Long gone are the days of the 10 ft+ long Black Cat firecrackers; Dad has definitely toned down the experiences. What has never stopped, though, is the pure fun that the fireworks bring! For just one evening each year, it is priceless to see my dad’s excitement warp him into a crazy pyromaniac who uses a blow torch for quicker ignition. Then, just as quickly as the metamorphosis happens, he morphs back into his quiet, wonderfully kind self after he has exhausted all the fireworks. I like that more than the fireworks themselves.
Doesn’t the one above feel like a Sprint Commercial?
Jumping Jacks
These have always been my favorite type of fountains.
Sprint Commercial Take 2.
This one was captivating with all it’s colors–it was called a lava lamp–beautiful.
Stay tuned tomorrow for “How do you work this thing?”
