Friday, July 03, 2009
The Danger of Fireworks is Multiplied by Ignorance
We're on our way to Hilton Head Island for the Fourth of July. Emmie is excited about fireworks.
"An' are we goin' play wif spark-a-kers?"
"Yes," Scott and I answer in unison.
"An' is it goin' be magic?" Emmie asks.
"Yes," Scott says.
"No," I scoff. "It's going to be chemistry."
"NOOoo. Daddy said iss goin' be magic," Emmie gloats.
I roll my eyes: "Oh, well, of course that's much more reasonable."
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