Fourth of July – officially another holiday to spend money on. Sigh…
I could do what most people were doing: load down my car with lots of towels, blankets, drinks, food, sparklers, chairs, sunscreen, bug spray, bottles of water, extra clothes, camera, batteries for the camera, change for tolls, cash for snacks, etc etc.
Instead, I opted to take advantage of my son’s 4-year old viewpoint of the world, wherein he doesn’t yet know what he’s missing out on. So goes the life of the single mom on a budget!
Anyway, this meant one short trip to the grocery store where we got some popcorn, drinks, and he got to help me pick out fireworks. Of course, being 4, he already has expensive tastes.
“OOH! We need THIS ONE!” (pointing to the huge rockets that are 30 bucks)
“HEY! Look at THIS!!!” (huge variety pack of huge rockets, conveniently priced at fifty bucks)
“But we NEED it…!”
At this point I’m just saying no out of habit. Sometimes I catch myself doing that without even thinking. The problem is, if after I say “no”, I waffle even a little, he jumps on it and becomes unbearably whiny, going for the chinks in my Mommy-armor. That’s why sometimes I’ll say no to things not really paying attention, just reflex. This time, however, there’s a good reason; fifty dollars worth.
Anyway, to distract his attention from the the HUGE rockets, I showed him the GREAT, REALLY COOL multi-packs available. With a little bit of enthusiastic prodding, he was able to see that ten (tiny) glitter fountains are WAY cooler than the rockets.
Because there are MORE of them. And MORE is BETTER!
I love kid logic, especially when it works to my wallet’s advantage. =)
So, once we got home he was desperate to shoot them all off now. Now! NOW!
I explained that we have to wait until it’s dark outside. He looked at me like I had just sprouted five heads and a purple tail.
Every five minutes: “Is it dark enough yet?”
“Is it dark enough yet?”
“NOW is it dark enough?”
I’m so mean, lol.
I finally gave in and we went out and played with sparklers for awhile. I’m disappointed by sparklers these days – I remember them lasting a lot longer. I absolutely loved sparklers as a kid, but the ones they make now are so cheap and spark for about a minute and a half (listen to me, old lady, wheezing, “…back in MY day…”). But we made the best of it.
Once it FINALLY got dark, Nick started streaking through the house, shrieking, “It’s dark now! Firework time! Mommy, COME ON! It’s FIREWORK time!!”
So we set off all of out cool fireworks….which took all of ten minutes…but luckily my helpful neighbors had apparently re-mortgaged their house to enjoy their own great fireworks, so they more than made up for the low-end models I had picked out.
Nick and I were cheering the fireworks, and…swear to god…he started doing the Arsenio Hall ‘woot woot woot’. I laughed so hard, and finally was able to ask where he learned to do that.
He shrugged, “I don’t know. I guess I just picked it up somewhere.”