Nothing says wonder and awe like fireworks. (I’m still not convinced setting fire to something that explodes says freedom though. ;))
Sister, I’m so very relieved that you’ve made your peace with the loud spectacle that is our nation’s annual birthday celebration. Bubs, you and the cousins were reminiscing about Darwin’s come-apart with FL beach fireworks three years ago. That was awful, sis… super miserable.
This year was much more enjoyable for you, although you still watched most of the display with your fingers plugging your ears.