Boys and their Explosive Toys!
Fireworks: They are synonymous with The Fourth of July. Crazy-eyed boys and fireworks are another auspicious duo to be sure. Crazy-eyed Dino is one of those boys. Just the topic alone this morning got him giddy with excitement!
It must be a boy thing. I really have never gotten the fascination. Although, when I was married, my former husband would spend outlandish amounts of money on his cul-de-sac display. He was proud as a patriotic peacock with his pyrotechnics. The music was cranked to add to the mood, and everyone in attendance was quite entertained. That is, until we heard the one word we dreaded: “Duck!” More often than not we would have to run for cover when a stray rocket decided to skip its trip toward the heavens and instead zoom right in our direction. It was always a disaster waiting to happen!
Still, despite the annual near-miss, he continued to take pride of ownership in his big dollar/small scale, Red White and Boom! I guess it’s just a boy thing to celebrate The Fourth that way. I think I am happier just waving my Dollar General handheld flag. It’s certainly safer. Although I don’t dare run with it…it could poke out an eye!