But but but ... sparklers! You're supposed to spin around if you're holding sparklers in your outstreched hands. It's one of the laws of the universe.
Nonsense. You're supposed to race your brother around the house (in bare feet, of course), trying to get all the way around before the sparkler goes out. Bonus points if you manage to trip your brother so that he's sure to lose.
scratches "go camping with Jilli" off to-do list
Well, I don't really camp, so it's probably for the best that you take it off your list.
makes notes to pack sparklers if ever visiting Jilli in Seattle
We've got a really big back yard which is ideal for spinning around with sparklers in.
Nonsense. You're supposed to race your brother around the house (in bare feet, of course), trying to get all the way around before the sparkler goes out. Bonus points if you manage to trip your brother so that he's sure to lose.
I'm an only child. I had to make my own fun.
I've always lived in a city where sparklers were illegal! Have never even been close to one.
Know what's even better? Spinning around with sparklers in the summer when all the fireflies are out! We also have a great yard for very big fires sparkler-spinning.
I so want a big bonfire at this summer's Wild Rumpus.
I'm an only child. I had to make my own fun.
Ah HA! Me too.
Nonsense. You're supposed to race your brother around the house (in bare feet, of course), trying to get all the way around before the sparkler goes out. Bonus points if you manage to trip your brother so that he's sure to lose.
I'm an only child. I had to make my own fun.
Feel free to substitute "imaginary friend" for "brother."
I wonder if it would scream if I threw it out the window?
I have a feeling it would probably just say "Uh-oh".
Feel free to substitute "imaginary friend" for "brother."
Or Devil Bunny.
Clovis isn't allowed sparklers because he doesn't have thumbs.
I've always lived in a city where sparklers were illegal!
Fireworks are not sold in our county, but friends always bring sparklers to our 4th of July party. Last year my dad also brought a SuperSoaker squirt gun, so he could have fun putting out any minor grass fires that were started.
Well, my brother also went through a "pyro" phase. And we had some pretty epic sibling rivalry at different times.