We go out to a friend's acreage where about 50 people who includes our closest friends and their kiddos (ages 2 - 14) gather to eat, drink, and play beanbags till we burst. At some point my DH (aka PYRO) will gather all young boys (and some girls) of "age" to shoot off fireworks (and I mean rockets, shells, etc.). When it gets dark we tilt our lawn chairs to the east to watch the professional display and after it is over tilt back to the west to watch PYRO and his young apprentices light off whatever is left.
Get home about 1AM - kids, PYRO and me are pooped, but it is one of my favorite days of the year - right behind Christmas.
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