Last weekend we decided to make s'mores in the backyard. I am a BIG fan of s'mores and I will make up excuses for us to make s'mores...Oh! It's Saturday, I think we should have s'mores. What can I say? I love them! Daddy fired up the fire pit and our stomachs started growling!
Olive wanted to help, but didn't want to actually touch the hanger, which from a safety perspective, is probably better anyways!
"Hey Mom, I know you said that it is good all smooshed together, but I think I want mine separate."
Olive enjoyed the s'more ingredients and Stephen and I enjoyed the final product!
Even Wrigley enjoyed the evening.
Well, she retreated to the grass with a moan after being scolded several times for trying to eat the marshmallows.
And you can't eat s'mores without having a little evidence left on your mouth!
What a S'more-tastic evening!