A few weeks ago our town had fireworks. We went to the festival before (which was really awesome) but didn't stay until 9:15 for the fireworks to start. We were all pooped. It was the right decision.
A few weeks later Nolan happened to be out late and saw some fireworks in the sky. He was very impressed and talked about them nonstop for a while.
So we got some sparklers. He was excited to do them. I was scared he'd be scared. He was a teeny bit. It was fun. It'd be better if it were dark but it stays light so late these days, maybe this will be a vacation activity!
We only have 5 more boxes of sparklers!