Being able to sit around the fire roasting hot dogs, making s'mores and enjoying the spring weather is just part of growing up. These are the memories I hope the Brownies remember most. Not what they got in their Easter basket to eat or play with, but the simple love of family. This evening we brought out the roasting sticks and put them to use. Dusting off the old logs to throw in the pit and sipping sweet tea, life just seems to slow down for a few hours. Hot dogs over the fire, s'mores melting in our mouth and talking about our day. No television, no email or cell phone to distract. Just honest conversation with our boys and connecting as a family unit. Once our belly's are full, we broke out the glow sticks for nighttime play once the sun goes down. Oh spring nights, with the warm winds blowing through our hair, life doesn't get much better than this. Thank you Father God for the many blessing abound.
Being able to sit around the fire roasting hot dogs, making s'mores and enjoying the spring weather is just part of growing up. These are the memories I hope the Brownies remember most. Not what they got in their Easter basket to eat or play with, but the simple love of family. This evening we brought out the roasting sticks and put them to use. Dusting off the old logs to throw in the pit and sipping sweet tea, life just seems to slow down for a few hours. Hot dogs over the fire, s'mores melting in our mouth and talking about our day. No television, no email or cell phone to distract. Just honest conversation with our boys and connecting as a family unit. Once our belly's are full, we broke out the glow sticks for nighttime play once the sun goes down. Oh spring nights, with the warm winds blowing through our hair, life doesn't get much better than this. Thank you Father God for the many blessing abound.
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