So as you can tell from the previous post, I love the 4th of july. Strep or not. Well so we came home from my parents bbq, which got rained in, and decided that it would be okay to do some poppers and some sparklers. The ultimate little kid firework.
remembering that chilly is three, and doesn't listen all that well, you can imagine what I'm dealing with tonight. Yup a big ole nasty burn across his palm where he tried to hold his burned out sparkler.
on the good side, we still ate microwave smores and stayed up way past our bedtime. Of course that coudl be due to the fact that the neighbors sound like they are setting off bombs.
So again, Happy 4th of July!