Georgia on my mind

So normally when you shoot off fireworks for the 4th of July, you light the fuse and then run back to watch. That doesn't seem to go over too well with my family. This scene that looks like something out of Harry Potter came right after pitching and hitting lit firecrackers with a plastic bat, and right before jumping through the burning fountains. Did I mention that we also lit off enough firecrackers in the fire pit to make sure that no fuzzy woodland creatures ever came within a mile radius of my mom's house afterwards?! I'm sure the neighbors were thrilled with us the next day after they spent a couple of hours trying to pull parachuted army men (a surprise from one of the massive cannon things that Don bought) from their trees, gutters, roof, car hoods, etc. Not to mention the fact that they probably thought we were all beyond smashed after the handstand and cartwheel contests and pushing each other up into the air with our feet. This 4th was especially fun for me since last year I was completely passed out through all of the fireworks (I'm sure some of you can run a 1/2 marathon with no training whatsoever, but it didn't work so well for me!) Anyways, we'll try to be better about updating this thing since it's September and I'm writing about the 4th of July. Here's some pictures of the fam.