Due to my advanced pregnant state, we skipped our annual family camp trip this year. While I know that I would have regretted sleeping in a tent, I (and Lola) have been pretty bummed about the lack of camping going on this summer.
In an attempt to make up for starry nights on the beach, I decided that we should roast marshmallows in our outdoor fire pit and construct some s'mores. We did so during a visit from Rachel and Elliott, which made our s'more making even sweeter.
Josh roasted the first one,
while Lola ate the first s'more.
I roasted two at a time, you know: one for me, one for baby. :)
I coached Lola as she attempted to roast her first marshmallow independently.
Elliott showed no fear of the fire, so Rachie kept a tight hold on him.
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