Today, my 14 year old had high hopes for evening downpours, sparing her the agony. She’s been on the weather channel site all day watching the green patch on the radar. Though many of the firework displays in our area have been cancelled, our out-of-city-limits neighbors are blasting away and she is coming out of her skin. Fun-ness here. She participated in the holiday by painting red, white and blue on her nails, but I didn’t take her to another trapped location of colorful explosions, telling her to sit back and enjoy. I definitely get her reaction. Very similar to my oldest daughter's Christmas at age four. I received many negative looks as my little girl let everyone know Santa didn't come to our house. After trying to convince her there was nothing to worry about or nothing unusual about a large man in a red suit, someone we didn't personally know ... climbing down our chimney as we slept. In essence, a stranger breaking and entering. I decided it was about Jesus' birthday and Santa was a cultural addition that frightened my kid. Not worth it just because everyone else finds it fun.