I know, the title is misleading, and this is not about what you're thinking at all...read on.
We told the kids to get their pj's on last night and that we had a surprise for them after....
They were compliant, and anxious to find out what we had in store. In the meantime, Jason and I gathered sleeping bags and sweatshirts, and folded down the seats in the back of the van.
We all met at the mudroom and loaded up to drive approximately 3 blocks where we backed onto the curb and opened the back.
Then we piled in and watched fireworks from across the field, all snuggled up together in the back. It sounds picturesque, but don't be fooled. We had our fair share of "I can't see." "He's in the way." "Get off me!" comments, but these are really the moments that I try to appreciate in life, and I hope that one day when our kids reminisce of childhood that these are the times they remember as well.