Ah, the excitement of normal life. Last weekend, we went to a s'mores party hosted by a friend. I was a huge fan of the idea. Violet was, too, and she went home asking when we could have a s'mores party in our backyard. I told her we could when we have a backyard.
Charlie insisted on roasting my marshmallow for me. |
Violet wouldn't touch the burned marshmallows at first, but she got used to the idea. |
Watch out, world, here she comes.
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Graham's legs are still not long enough for his bike!
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