Fireworks? What fireworks?

So, this is the first year our son has understood about fireworks. And not that he really understood this year either, or was that interested in the big fireworks displays, but he had a great time throwing the snaps! Then again, being given permission to throw anything is fun for our little man.

Saturday the 3rd, we spent the evening at the house of some friends who also have a one-yr old named Gibson. Max and Gibson are just 4 months apart and play pretty well together. Of course, our son is more aggressive and sometimes pushes Gibson down or dumps a box of toys on Gibson's head, but we are trying to curb those behaviors. Gibson did get a good bite in on Max, so the licks were almost even!

Here they are begging for snaps from my husband!

Oooooooo, snaps, snaps, snaps! All I want is snaps!

More snaps, please!

This is the wagon the boys sat in while watching their daddies shoot fireworks off in the front yard!

I think they were more interested in watching their daddies light something on fire and run away instead of the actual fireworks!

On the 4th, after we threw some more snaps in our driveway and lit some smoke bombs and tanks, my husband and Max's great Aunt Brenda took Max to the big fireworks display at the baseball stadium. I was having pregnancy pains in my lower abdomen from this giant baby hanging out in there, so I stayed home and watched fireworks on TV. Plus, I didn't want to get stuck somewhere without a bathroom since I have to go every 30 minutes. So, I had my husband take some video so I could see how Max responded to the fireworks show!

Apparently, Max had better things to do than watch fireworks...the video is a little over five minutes, but you get the idea pretty early on of what he spent the entire five minutes doing instead of watching the fireworks. There is no accounting for taste - literally! I can't say I've ever found my feet quite so tantalizing...