I love the 4th of July! I love it almost as much as Christmas. I guess fireworks express so much of my personality. I love excitement. I am a helpless romantic. I love the summer and the nighttime summer air. I got to experience the 4th of July on the Lawn in front of the Capital building in Washington, DC when I was in high school with my family. (Well, I actually saw it from the parking lot where our motorhome vehicle was parked because I was in trouble - but it was still exciting). I love watermelon and cookouts. I love firework shows where there are lots of people because I love meeting people I don't know. I love sitting out on a lawn somewhere sitting on a blanket drinking a cold soda and and kids running around before the fireworks show. I love running road races on the fourth and then going to an all afternoon fun in the park activity and waiting for fireworks.
Okay, here's the humorous part. I got married on the third of July because I thought it would be a fun time to get married and I would get to see fireworks on my honeymoon... and then we went to Cancun. It never occurred to me that they wouldn't celebrate the 4th of July in Mexico. My first child has some sensory issues, and fireworks are incredibly overwhelming to him so that he screams like he is having an autistic meltdown. My other three kids have seen their brother respond like this and have a fear of fireworks because there must be something scary if Levi is that scared. So even if our neighbors shoot off fireworks and they are puny home firworks my kids are crying and won't even sleep in their beds.
So there you have it, I have gotten to enjoy a fireworks show maybe 2 times in the past 9 years. Pretty humorous huh. Oh well, I guess when I'm 70 and my kids are out of the house, I can go and watch as many fireworks as I want. I hope I'll be able to see them. :-)