Every year some rich guy in a nearby town has a big party with a huge firework display which you can see on the lake. This was the first year that we took the boys. They normally go to bed early (like 6:30 pm early) so we made sure they took a nice nap that afternoon so they would be prepared to stay up late. After dinner we headed out on the boat. Ryder just sat with Grandpa the whole time and didn't say a word.
We got to the spot and watched the sun set.
It was getting darker and more boats appeared.
Mason would not stop talking. "When do the fireworks start? Is it time yet? Are they starting soon?" After they started it was changed to, "Are they done? When are they over? Can we go home now? Is it over yet?"
