Posted By FarmerJ on July 19, 2011

1.  They both love pyrotechnics.  Fireworks are legal in Nebraska, and depending on your location, you can make things explode for as long as the entire week leading up to the 4th of July.

2.  They feed off each other. They have to continually try to ‘one-up’ the other.  So, for the week leading up to the 4th, Little Big Brother had been making frequent stops at firework stands positioned on every street corner and in every parking lot in town.  Dad’s schedule had not permitted him to do the same.

3.  The 19-year old just can’t bear to admit, that despite his greatest efforts, Dad is still, and always will be, the Alpha. Dad always wins.

4.  Dad can take the poking, the prodding, the taunting like a good sport. But, only for so long.

5.  The 19-year old non-Alpha boy should know this by now. He may, but won’t admit it.  Mom does, and had justifiable cause for concern when the two of them set off for town together ~ Darling Husbie with that mischievous grin and steely-eye look.  They were gone for hours.

6.  The two pyro-technicians couldn’t get things lit off fast enough. There was no ‘Hi Honey (or Mom), we’re home’ for me when they returned.  No.  I figured it out on my own they were home by the whistles, pops and explosions outside my kitchen window.  That, and by the two cowering canines taking over my lap.  One of them isn’t even a lap dog.

7.  Boys, pyrotechnics and duct tape. A recipe for…well, I’ll leave it at that.  I will say, though, that at one point while glancing out the kitchen window, I witnessed my husband utilizing our 4-foot tripod rainbird sprinkler as a launching mechanism for some high-powered projectile explosives.  I’m pretty sure duct tape was involved in that.  I won’t incriminate him with photos, though.  We’ll just leave it as ‘hear say’ for now, okay?

8.  My guys are all about teamwork. Teamwork equates to more explosions production.

9.  Darling Husbie is willing to go to great costs ~ lengths, too ~ in order to capture the full essence of such an explosive battle. I was a little surprised that he was surprised the picture quality of the subsequent videos was a little…compromised.

10.  They have perseverance. If at first it doesn’t explode, light, light it again.  And, then, throw some more on the pile and light it again.

My guys blew up and blew out just about everything they could get their hands on.  They obliterated things until they were literally tired of obliterating.  I am happy to report each still has all required body parts intact.

For those of you who know Darling Husbie, I am including a video of one of the epic tank battles.  Anyone who uses a lit punk as a pointer while explaining the strategy is, well…I’ll leave it at that.  If you know him, you know what I’m talking about.

As you can see, we appreciate and enjoy our freedom here on the Prairie Farmstead.  We hope you and your family had a joyous and memorable Independence Day, too!  ♥

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