There was to be no “dead end of fire” at the end of our street this year, as the family that usually hosts it is in the middle of moving. So the neighborhood decided that we would do “Independence Day on Independence Way,” which is the street behind ours. Due to Kyle’s sudden unemployment, we didn’t purchase any fireworks to contribute to the show this year. But my dad bought some so we didn’t go empty handed. So after eating the yummy shish kabobs and corn on the cob that I had barbecued we loaded the little ones into the strollers and we walked down the street and around the corner to the next street. Almost as soon as we got there Jeff asked if we brought any chairs to sit in, which we didn’t, so he and Kyle went back to the house to get the two chairs that we have. The rest of us waited for things to get started.
The festivities were already underway when we arrived, with kids running around with sparklers, and one of our neighbors DJing music for the evening. He ended up playing all the way through, past the last firework. Once dusk came on, the fireworks began with an announcement that nobody under the age of 18 would be allowed in the street to light any of the fireworks. I think that upset some of the older pyro boys in the neighborhood, but it made the parents feel better. 🙂
I didn’t take any pictures of the fireworks this year. They never look as good in a picture as they do in reality, but I love the look on Lydia’s face that I captured in this picture as she looked at the pretties in the sky:
Oh the wonder and the excitement that are in that look.
Once the fireworks were done, we headed back to the house to finish the night with the almond praline chocolate swirl ice cream that I made earlier this morning.