My Daddy has always loved a fire. We have spent many Christmases sweating, in need of the A/C because Daddy wanted a fire, darn it. I guess it is true that you marry a man like your father. . .And of course, the kids are very supportive of his desire to experience the joy that is a fire burning in the fireplace.
We went to Lowe's today, and David bought firewood and a starter log.
The van said it was 82 degrees outside at the time.
Ahhh, a crackling fire on a warm Southern evening.
He did wait until it was getting dark and the temperature had dropped:
Well, you would think that lighting a neat fire in our neat new fireplace would be enough. But what do you think a fire makes Jessa think of?? Yep, S'mores. And Spencer was immediately on board. BUT we do not have our pantry fully stocked yet, so we did not have the essential S'more ingredients. But Daddy, our hero, loaded the kiddos up and headed out to the store.
Three stores and close to an hour later, the foragers were back with the necessary supplies.
Jessa's "S'more Order" included graham crackers and marshmallows. She drew an "X" in the air with her finger to let us know that she did not want chocolate on hers.
Spencer's major concern was that it was too hot.
I assured him that it was NOT too hot, but he was skeptical and asked :
"ARE YOU SURE??" note the face - he is seriously worried
He finally believed me and enjoyed his S'more at the perfect temperature.
And today's lesson learned:
When starting a fire, you need wood, a starter log, matches, marshmallows, Hershey's Bars and graham crackers.