I took my niece to see fireworks tonight. At first, she was scared (she’s two!) and then she got totally into it.
Except, in the middle of the grand finale, she gasped, in complete awe, and said:
“Look! The Moon!”
If only we all thought like that.
Fireworks, Moon, Smoke (by michael.mckennedy)
She also said this with ice cream all over her face. Not just around her mouth, but also into her eyebrows and down her neck. The cone was, once again, batter-consistency.
While she started the firework display in fright, she ended it by saying, “Oooooh,” with her eyes popping out of her head.
