The other night I went on a walk after the boys were in bed. By the time I got back, the fireflies were out and I thought, "Hey, Jamie's never seen fireflies! I'll wake him up and bring him out to see them for the first time! It will be magical!" So I woke him up, carried him to the living room, and asked if he'd like to go outside to see them with me. He mumbled something incoherent and within about 10 seconds was back like this:
So I guess the fireflies will have to wait.