Jeff surprised us Monday night. We spent the day of the 4th with family a couple of hours away. Since Jeff wanted to get home in time to get a decent night's sleep before work Tuesday morning, we had to pull away before dusk. As in, BEFORE FIREWORKS with the cousins. Grumble, grumble. The kids were sad.
Still, we got to see snippets of practically every city's fireworks display as we drove along I-15. When we got off the freeway for our own town, Jeff headed south instead of the usual north. That got the kids' attention! A local display was in the works, and Jeff wanted to find the kids a good vantage point. He snaked the van around town, pausing at intersections as long as he could, so we could watch, moving only if other cars came by. Ultimately we stopped right in the middle of the road.
We hit the last 5 minutes of the show, just perfect, if you ask me. It finally dawned on me that I had the camera in the car, so I grabbed it and shot without regard for the right buttons. (These of Jeff and ear-covering James are long exposures without flash -- that's why they're blurry!) Samuel dubbed the show "too loud" and chose not to leave his car seat.
We were close enough to hear the crowd's cheers signaling the finale, which meant we better high-tail it out of there! Jumping back into the van and peeling out was exhilarating. Jeff got us back home in a flash. Being last-minute renegade fireworks spectators like this, without having to find parking, might become a tradition.
Later, when Jeff sat at the dining room table recording the day's receipts, I kissed his cheek and thanked him for making such a fun memory for the kids. "I CAN be spontaneous," he said, smiling. "I just don't plan on it."
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