One of my favorite things to do is snoop around my 7yo son’s room for signs of cuteness.
If he can’t fall asleep right away at night and is done reading, he’ll write notes and letters to friends or family (like this heartbreaker).
He is my Passive-Aggressive kid who balances out my Plain Old Crazy kid (his 5yo sister). Which means I also find declarations of her annoying behavior or drawings of our family with her shoved in the corner in an artistic Time Out.
It’s like a treasure trove of awesome in there.
Last night on Facebook I was complaining about how the pent-up arsonists of New Jersey have already begun lighting fireworks. I was not alone in my aggravation at post-10pm fireworks near where my kids are (hopefully please God hopefully) sleeping, as evidenced by the comments and a reader sharing this:
Get your fire extinguishers ready, it’s America’s birthday!
I’m just not a personal safety risk-taker, so I don’t get why almost losing fingers, almost burning your eye, almost lighting your house on fire and definitely pissing off your neighbors who need some sleep is a fun thing to do for so many people.
There’s also the fact that a large portion of The Birthday Girl (i.e.: USA) is in the midst of a dangerously dry heat wave. Why take chances night after night for a week or more with burning her down, just to go “Ooooh! Ahhhh!”?
(If you want some “Ooooh! Ahhhh!”s, go see The Amazing Spider-Man or Magic Mike. I hear they both are fire-free and surrounded by refreshing Air-Conditioning)
I don’t get it.
Anyway.
So I pop into my son’s room today and peek around while I’m stripping the bed.
Lo and Behold, guess who must have been woken up last night by the fireworks?
“Firewerks Day” isn’t til the 4th, STUPIDS.
If my 7-year-old can figure out that fireworks are only supposed to go off on the 4th of July, you’d think a bunch of adults would be able to figure that out, too.
Now if only he could somehow get his hands on the calendars of the rest of the people in the neighborhood…
I. Hate. Fireworks. I can handle the professional ones, but I loathe the amateurs. I vote for Spiderman. With any luck, the theater will be so loud, we won’t hear the bombs going off outside.
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I actually tried to see Spiderman last night, but my truck’s battery was dead. So I went to bed instead. Oy.
Maybe you have some Canadians in your area. We do the fireworks thing on July 1st.
Maybe…but most likely it was drunk Americans.
I love snooping too. Once my daughter made all these lists of things she liked, things she needed to do, books she’d read, everything she does in a day – and she taped them all over her room. Just about killed me with cuteness.
I agree with you on the firework thing too. Thanks.
So. Damn. Adorable.
I was just talking about this on the Twitters! We’re under a burn ban, but my idiot neighbors will not be deterred from their pyromania.
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Gah. Why do people insist on doing stupidly dangerous shit?? I hope your yard is nice and watered down so their mistakes don’t hurt your home.
That’s way too cute! When he’s done, could he visit my neighbors’ calendars, too? I’m sick of hearing sonic booms at 11:30.
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I’ll send him right over.
He is too cute.
Like all other holidays Independence Day spills over. Some crazy person in the next block put on a huge show on July 3rd. Big fireworks are only a recent legal purchase in our state–I can’t imagine this guy understood what he bought. It was like being at the capitol except with shell casings raining down on our yard.
Having said all that…my kids thought the local show was awesome!
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It worries me that people usually wait til they have a few drinks in them before lighting off fireworks. Which is probably an even WORSE idea that lighting them off right in front of your house, anyway….siiighhh…
The geniuses in my neighborhood were shooting them off until 12:30 a.m… To many of us, the 5th was a work day, so I really appreciated Beavis & Butthead making it so I would be lucky to get 5 hours of sleep that night. I don’t have kids, but was wondering about all the little ones I know live on my block, and then realized it was most likely their Mensa-member parents doing the pyrotechnic exhibitions.
Also? They stock up on enough fireworks and firecrackers to get at least to Labor Day, if not later. So 12:20 on the night of the 5th I got a rude awakening again. Really makes me a joy to be around at work the next day. I can’t believe more people don’t blow off a hand or set their roofs on fire. Maybe that’s just wishful thinking on my part… Okay, I’ll step down from my soap box now.
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The thing is, the ERs are jammed with firework accident victims, either the daredevils setting them off or unsuspecting people who get hit/burned with them. GAH. I just can’t stand how unsafe they are and how rampant they are.
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