hold on to your asses!

i'll post about my weekend home soon, i promise. but first, last night's events. mom and dad and i went over to 'logan' to see my in-laws and their fireworks display. (imagine five grown men running loose in a firework tent with little female supervision) i did get to meet baby ben, who is josh's cousin's son. he has a full head of hair and bright blue eyes and seems like a pretty even tempered baby. and i got to shove my face with lime-berry trifle, rice krispie treats, and pound cake with strawberries. i guess i skipped dinner and went straight for dessert.
finally is was dark enough to light some real fireworks, and at this time all the bottle rockets and smoke bombs had been lit. josh told me to sit in the back row because the front row would get fired upon first. they'd set a firework on a board, one person would lite it, then all four would run like hell away from it. this was sometimes more entertaining that the light show, since they were silhouetted against the fireworks. and there were screams like "jesus christ, josh" or the title of the post, or simply "run!" i was complaining to mom that there was too much time in between each firework, and she said that it was too dangerous to set them off too close together. what a mom thing to say!