When I was a girl in Kentucky we made our own moonshine fireworks. Living here in the dry, forest fire prone desert our kids have always had to settle for those silly professional fireworks shows.
No more!!
Recently common sense has been tossed aside and it is now legal to purchase fireworks here, some cities even let you light them.
It's true.
So, like any good father, Sylvan set out to find some really good ones.
(Some of those are smoke bombs. I don't get smoke bombs. Can someone please explain the thrill of colored smoke to me?)
It was great fun.
Please note the torch in Eli's hand.
Not only did we let our almost 13 year old light the pyrotechnics, we let him do it with a torch.
When I say we, I mean Sylvan.
The grand finale
In order to fully experience this video of "The Little Big Show", I suggest you turn off all of the lights and sit in a 107 degree room.
I don't even want to know how long the Big Big Show lasts.
In the end, no one suffered loss of limb or eyeball, so we're calling it an Independence Day success.
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