Seriously, y'all. Sometimes, it's more than I can handle.
Daniel built a fire in the pit the other night, and Anna lighted it, with lots of careful "supervision."
It made Andrew feel like this when it was time to roast marshmallows.
When we ran out of hot dogs, the kids turned to roasting carrots slathered with BBQ sauce. (Which tasted surprisingly good!)
Sometimes, this happens at the end of the day.
Which invariably leads to this.
Unless, of course, this happens.
But the very best ending of all is this one.
Sometimes, there's more cuteness around here than I can even handle.
Thank you, Lord!!
Sons are a heritage from the Lord, children a reward from him. ~Psalm 127:3
Daniel built a fire in the pit the other night, and Anna lighted it, with lots of careful "supervision."
It made Andrew feel like this when it was time to roast marshmallows.
When we ran out of hot dogs, the kids turned to roasting carrots slathered with BBQ sauce. (Which tasted surprisingly good!)
Sometimes, this happens at the end of the day.
Which invariably leads to this.
Unless, of course, this happens.
But the very best ending of all is this one.
Sometimes, there's more cuteness around here than I can even handle.Thank you, Lord!!
Sons are a heritage from the Lord, children a reward from him. ~Psalm 127:3
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