Days like this are unheard of in March. Usually we are still facing blustery days with an occasional blast of snow, but temps in the high 70s? A true gift. Just a few days ago the boys wanted hot dogs for dinner, but alas, there were none. On the way home today, while I was trying to decide what to make for dinner, the memory resurfaced. I was just sure I could talk a boy into building a fire for me. I quickly stopped at the store to buy the appropriate supplies. So upon arriving home, Ethan, the boy scout that he is, whipped up a fire in the fire bowl. Wesley assisted by playing on the swingset, i.e. staying out of his way. The cooking then commenced. I must say, the first hot dogs and marshmallows of the season are always the best. After dinner, there was more playing and even some fishing. A good time was had by all.
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| playing with Zero |
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| getting fishing gear ready |
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| Mmmm... |
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