A childhood favorite

Do you have any favorite childhood 4th of July memories?

I do.

Hundreds of dollars of fireworks at my Grandma's house, with cousins, Aunts, and Uncles. It puts to shame our few flowers and $12.80 "Big Fat Hissee Fit" firework, courtesy of 1280 The Zone radio station. Which absolutely FREAKED Pearl out!!! I'll admit I wasn't quite ready myself... thinking it was more of a giant fountain and not the aerial fireworks kind.

Anyway, back to the childhood memories. Pre-pyro mania, my Grandma always had a box (the giant kind that holds all the little boxes at the fireworks stand) of Pop-Its to keep us entertained until it was dark enough to light off the real fireworks. So when I saw boxes of these little gems at our fireworks stand, I couldn't resist.

They were a hit!

Hmmm... I'll have one of those. 

Now how do I open them?

Like this...

Then dump them all over the ground...

Grab as many as you can at one time...

And throw!

"Mow!" Translation, "more."

"MOW!"

"MOW! PEAS!" For those unfamiliar with Fern babble, he said, "more please!"

"PEAS!!!!" I think he really meant NOW before I throw a giant hissee fit myself!

Pearl thought it was pretty funny to see the giant mess all the Pop-Its made. Luckily for the three of us, the wind was blowing and soon the evidence of our fun was gone. Cleanup was a breeze! Literally. 

Why is there always at least one Pop-It that doesn't pop?

My Grandma was one smart lady. I should have bought more.