They don’t even notice that they are watching the fireworks through a busy intersection, over a casino, with a big Days Inn sign, a stoplight, and a street light blocking their view.
They just “ewwww” and “awwww” as if they are on the front row of the stadium and give you a big hug and kiss for taking them to see the fireworks.
Oh. And they believe you when you say, “Wasn’t that a fun 4th of July!? What should we do tomorrow on the 5th?”
Except for the seven year old.
Rats.
Whims 