Fireworks.

When I was a kid in North Carolina, we would sometimes drive just beyond the theme park Carowinds and into South Carolina to buy fireworks. There was the time my brother's friend "Cooter" bought "five hunnerd dollars worth of fireworks" and had them all in a brown paper bag. He wanted to shoot some of those spinning Jumping Jacks first, so he lit a batch and they started flying in all sorts of directions. Unfortunately, one of the main directions they headed, was straight into the bag they came from. "Five hunnerd dollars worth of fireworks."

Then there was the time myself and my best friend Eric bought some bottle rockets and made two launchers out of 3 feet of 1/2" copper pipe and a plastic funnel on the end to prevent blast-back. We'd each get at opposite ends of a deserted street and shoot at each other. Really good fun. We tried an alternate version of that where we'd drive down dark streets, lean out the window and shoot them in front of our moving car. That was pretty awesome too... until the cops pulled us over and found our fireworks and launchers. Thankfully they only took the fireworks and let us go with a warning.

My daughter has so much to look forward to.

Happy 4th of July.