This year was the year of the fireworks in our neighborhood. For three straight nights the neighbors shot off fireworks. I'm talking about the really nice ones like you see at the fairgrounds, not just cheap stuff you can buy at the gas station tent. Two nights in a row we put the boys down for bed, darkness would fall, and the fireworks would start up. The first night we went and got them out of bed because it was such a good show and we didn't want them to miss it. The next night at the sound of the first firework they were asking if they could get up again and go watch. We gave in. On night #3 they needed their sleep and we had to stand strong (it was mostly the leftovers being shot off anyway).
To make the shows even better, the first night had lightning going off in the distance as some pretty strong storms blew over East Raleigh. It made an awesome backdrop as God shot off his own fireworks to add to our show.
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