My kids are desperately afraid of fireworks. They basically stayed in the background throwing pop its while Chad lit the rest off. They wouldn't even get close to the snakes which are about as harmless as they come. We practically forced them to try sparklers at which they cringed, held their hair back in fear of catching fire and coughed at smoke they didn't actually inhale. My favorite moment: Chad had them each take a smoke bomb and toss it to the street after he lit them. Noelle held on to hers about 3 seconds too long and, in a panic, Chad grabbed it from her and tossed it to the street. Oh my heart attack.
A boy and his snakes.
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You need to hang out with us more. Each of my kids had a punk and were lighting everything they could get their little hands on. We'd even hook 4 or 5 fireworks together and light them at the same time. They'd yell, "Grand finale!" and run around them. They made their pyro mamma proud.
LOL... watching Noelle hold the sparkler just cracks me up! What cute little kids... we forgot to get the snakes this year... they're so fun!
Those snakes, I remember those as a kid. Look how excited Chad is.
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