when you leave the boys to entertain themselves.
they built a fire pit in the backyard.
and it didn't even take them that long.
oh, and they had to roast marshmallows,
so they scrounged up what they could find--mini ones.
enjoying a mini mallow ourselves.
(so mini you can't even see it)
all of us around the fire.
i feel like we should be singing girls camp songs or something...
black socks, they never get dirty...
