On the way back from camping, we stopped at the border and picked up some fireworks. After Superman, the Niemi's came over. The highlight was the Roman Candle fight Mark and I had in the back yard. You haven't lived until you've done this. Your in total pitch black, launching balls of fire at another person. As the shot goes off, you become completely blinded. You try and aim at the last place you've seen the other guy shoot. The odds of actually hitting the guy are pretty slim, but the adrenaline rush is there.
Everyone had fun except Riley, who found a way to buy herself under the end table and behind a bunch of boxes.
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