What the hell?

If you could have seen Savannah's face as we watched the fireworks last night, you would understand that question. A group of us got together in the Target parking lot with our kids to watch the fireworks that had been postponed due to the storm on the 4th. They were pretty spectacular even for our little town, lemme tell ya. Savannah didn't pay attention to the first few "quiet ones", but that first big boom and she was definitely a little rattled. She looked at me with such an expression on her face (see post title) that I just had to laugh even as she started to cry. However, as long as Mommy held her, she was ok. The kids had a great time waving flags, eating fruit rollups and being loud enough to exceed the town noise ordinances, but watching them, I was a little nostalgic for my own childhood. With everything happening now...gas prices, grocery prices, the day-to-day drudgery of paying bills and doing laundry...for a fleeting moment I wished I was a kid again. The times we had...running around screaming with popsicle juice rolling down our chins, oohing and aahing at the fireworks...were those the good 'ole days? Nah, maybe not. We still had to go to school and take tests!