We decided that the 'sac (this is what we call our cul-de-sac) needed a fire to make S'mores on. Of course we headed straight to Wal-Mart and got one. before we got brave enough to take it out front, we gave it a test run in the back yard. Please excuse the half put together trampoline, we are STILL waiting on the safety net to arrive.
Since we were building a fire anyway...
We had decided we were going to clean out all the junk. And by "junk" I mean the countless receipts, carbon copy checks, paystubs, and other random papers what were saved (well packed and moved several times now) dating back to about 1997. They made great "fire starters" but caused a lot of smoke.
Here is a pic of Ady and Brady roasting some marshmallows. For some reason, even though she used to call them "mar-mewwooh" she now calls marshmallows "lawnmowers" I don't know...she is just goofy :)
Of course, roasting marshmallows got old fast so Ady chased Brady all over the yard. I will post another blog of the post S'mores fun with more pics like this next...
" C'mere Brady!!! Ady get you!!"
And when they weren't roasting the marshmallows, they were sword-fighting? Shasta was waiting (cautiously as to not get clobbered) for the marshmallows to fall off...
MMMMmmmmm..... Finally :)
Yummy Yummy Yummy
Ok, not really. In true Ady fashion. She does not like s'mores. She only took two bites (luckily I had the camera ready) and then gave it back "I two like" (which means "I don't like"). She like the chocolate, graham crackers, and marshmallows all separately, but was not impressed with the end product. Sometimes I wonder if she is really my kid, hehe.
The big catch of the day! HA!
Daddy and Ady checking out one of the many mini-fish we caught that day.
