20 June 2010

Fireworks

I'm not quite sure what the deal is with my family, but they are obsessed with fireworks. My parents and my sister always have a stash, and the boys think it's the coolest thing ever. I'm the worrier of the group, so anything with fire makes me nervous. Of course, I'm also the one who always has something happen to them. When we came home from the golf outing, I almost got nailed with firework disguised as an airplane. Nice. Fortunately, the boys switched to sparklers. Although, I've got to say, I'm surprised C even comes close to them. Considering he has a big scar on his foot from a sparkler incident. See what I mean?

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