Turns out I'm like the 4th of July Grinch. (updated)

My kid is a sound sleeper. The dogs can bark and wrestle, run laps and he sleeps through it. Apparently not everything is so easy to sleep through though.  Fireworks should not be allowed in areas where there is anyone else.

It's like all of a sudden, I hate the beautiful fireballs, fountains and sparks that just last year I loved.

Anyways, if you're shooting off fireworks in the vicinity of my home, be thankful that we just moved in and I refuse to be the neighborhood bitch,  yet.

***Update***

Okay, so B got to sleep, hubs and I got in bed (which seriously after moving and unpacking for two days is like the best feeling in the entire world).  1:20am BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM. nice.  Hey new neighbors who I'm trying not to make hate me at the moment, I know you're hammered, I get that being drunk makes fire like, so much cooler, but could you just light a fountain or smoke bomb or something instead?