The 4th of July and the after affects

Here is another good example of "ITS ALL IN THE TIMING" I'm sure who ever reads this
will be able to indentify with it, so sit back and enjoy the read.

My mother is one that IS a home body. She hates to have to get dressed to go out ANY WHERE unless she has TO BE THERE.
My younger brother's mother in law calls and talks with mom almost everyday. Well for a long time Lois has been trying to get mom to come over and visit. THIS YEAR Lois called mom told her they were going to have a BANG of a 4th of July and she wasn't giving mom ANY choice, SHE HAD TO GO, Lois told mom she'd come get her even if it means using a gurney and strapping mom to it, mom was comin over.
4th rolls around ,like everyone else we were keeping a close eye on thw weather. Its been a WET spring and summer, temps have (fortunately) been staying below 95 degrees!!!!!!!
I'm not by no means a Summer heat person, give me temps from between 80 degrees all the way down to the single digits and I'm a VERY HAPPY person.
I LOVE the rain and I ESPEICALY LOVE watching the thunder and lightening storms.
Call it thrill seeking or crazy, but if I could and was able to get out in the middle of the lightening and touch it with out getting hurt, better believe I would .
Mike stayed out front the biggest part of the time, playing with the kids, joking around with me and his neice Jessie, and Nicolas (3yrs old) and her baby Carlos(1 yr old), he blew up balloons for the kids that asked for a balloon and even sucked the helium to make his voice sound funny for all the kids.
The fire works were pretty cool and good. Mom had a good time and enjoyed herself.
Nicolas discoverd the swimming pool that his Uncle Mike and Aunt Tracy had set up for who ever decided to swim. Getting nicolas out of the pool in the dark was like trying to pull teeth from a tiger with out being knocked out, but he reluctantly got out and was the one who did most of the woooo- hoooing and cheering as the fire works were being set off.
Quite the entertainer he was and is. "Peanut"(the baby) was excited about one firework that was set off and that was the one that was the grand finally, all he let out was one little WOOOOO.
Well last night I spent up at my daughter's house with her and both of my grandsons, we finished up what fireworks we held on to . Just some smoke balls(one of my favorites) , some "spining bees",
a couple of ground flowers(another of my favs) and one fire work Nicolas picked out and was saving.
a smaller, much smaller version of the grand finally of the night before, only sometime up the line nicolas pulled the fuse to it out and wasn't found.
So Jessie and I improvised. Now those of you who really know me and my daughter, knows that when she and I get to "brain storming" about something no matter if we are trying to fix it, make it move,tear it apart, or what ever , KNOWS and can promise without even saying anything, that there is going to be something to laugh about.
YUPPERS 2 GOOD laughs as a matter of fact.
Well as i said me and my daughter Jessie or Jessica, improvise, and with the wickless firework, we DID IMPROVISE. I suggested that she set a smoke ball on top of it to see if that would get it going. nope it didn't, so she was the one that had the bright idea to stick the lit punk down inside the firework , well it got it going for sure, she stuck that lit punk down inside that thing and was bent over it at the time and when that firework lit it shot up some pretty good sparks and she let out a squeal and jumped like I hadn't seen her jump in a long time(LOL!!!!!!!!!!!), of couse it scared Nicolas when she squealed, and he coverd his ears, he does that when he gets scared, but he stayed outside and watched his COOL firework, the baby?
NOTHING seems to faze that child.......LOL!!!!!!
After that was set off and did its fizzing fountain thing, its sparkling light show and its snapping, cracking and popping we had 3 smoke balls left.
Jessie made the comment "Well seems we chased the bgs off." I looked and there was a JUNE BUG buzzing around my head and I said in a joking manner "well, really, maybe one under the porch would do a better job."(rolls eyes) Well I was talking to Nicolas and the next thing I know SMOKE is blowing up thew the boards on the porch, I looked at her and she smiled and said"you said throw one under the porch." then I replied"I WAS JOKING YOU GOOBER!"
That set her to laughing, so the brat did another one just because she loves getting a suprised reaction out of me, and in the prcess she choked her self out because the 2nd one she tossed under the porch smoked for a long time and she was the one coughing, and I was the one laughing at her. The boys?
Nicolas went inside and told his momma not to choke the smoke with him..LOL!!!! the words that come from a 3 yr olds mouth...LOL!!!! The baby? Once again unfazed, but burried his head in my shoulder to hide from the smoke.
ONE SMOKE BALL left, and empty firwork bag, a ice cold can of beer, a 1 yr old baby in my lap and me sitting in a canvas camping chair that when you sit in it you sink, so if you have to get up in a hurry you struggle like a turtle trying to get to shore.
Well Jessie and I were talking about this, that and the other, I was sitting comfortably in the chair on the porch and holding the baby(Carlos), Nicolas was outside just waiting for the thunder to rumble loud because of the amount and intensity of the lighting that was going on.
(ALL SEEN IN SLOW MOTION THREW MY EYES)>>> Jessie was holding the last smokeball in her hand, I turned to say something to her about the time she lit the smokeball and tossed it. She was aming for it to go under the porch, she tossed it, IT bounced on the edge of the porch and rolled under my chair and did its fizzing SHISH sound and landed in the plastic bag that HAD the fireworks in it at one time which had blown under my chair at the time, and as the smokeball set off the bag catches fire, I looked at her and exclaimed"OOOOOOOOO, TAKE THE BABY, TAKE THE BABY, TAKE THE BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!"All the while I'm struggling to get my big butt up and out of the chair, Jessie is holding the baby and laughing like I haven't heard her do in a long time, me, I'm bending over grabbing the bag out from under the chair and throwing it out in the yard, which lands next to Jessie and the baby she side steps it and continues to laugh her self silly, the beer was whirled in a circle and on the verge of tipping over but sat it self back down and the chair didn't move. Nicolas ran inside and stayed there, he had had enough.
Its not a memorable holiday around my family unless it involves me(even if I'm the cause of it or not) and one or all of us kids.