Here is the campground abode. Pic one is of Zeb giving fire starting lessons to the young campers of the family. They do not have fire pits, etc in the campground. Obviously an American and family tradition to sit by the camp fire. NOBODY else had a fire. We packed the above ground fire pit, the wood, etc. It rained when we first got there and the evening and night temps dropped and I think there was a mixture of perspectives from nearby campers. Some thought we were crazy Americans, but others (even some of those who thought we were crazy Americans) looked a little envious once we were all sitting around the fire roasting marshmallows and making smores.
Things are starting to dry out. Even the first night it stopped raining long enough for a fire and smores. Second night was beautiful.
Hazel is a contemplative smores eater.
Gracie loves how the smore oozes out with yummy goodness. (Read sugar)
Elijah and Tyler can munch a bunch.
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