After she'd been tucked into bed for a few minutes, my daughter said, "Mommy! Come look at the fireworks!"
Indeed, from the bedroom window we could see fireworks that were happening in a neighboring community. The three of us watched for a while. My kids were commenting back and forth: "I want to see some green." "Yeah, this is nul, just yellow and red."
The final fanfare came and went (with green AND blue!), and we heard the explosions long after the fireworks had ended. My daughter seemed disappointed that the show was over, but I reminded her that we'd be arriving in the States on the 4th of July, and that we'd most likely get to see fireworks.
And she went into pre-teen mode, and emoted, "Yes, but we're going to be like this [head lolled, eyes rolled back into head, tongue out] when it's time for the fireworks, and you're going to be like this [shrill voice] 'Stay awake! It's time for the fireworks!' and you know, whatever."