The Rocket's Red Glare......

We set up lawn chair to watch fireworks from a mile away. Sippy cup full of water and snacks at the ready. The firework arcs gracefully through the air and explodes in a dazzling array of color. My daughter cries.......she is scared. We console, we reassure, but nothing works. We leave. Fireworks join Santa on the list of things that scare her. Now, if I can only find a way to get boys on that list before she reaches junior high (or whatever they call it now).