Tuesday, May 26, 2020 Campfires and S’Mores

We had our first campfire of the year on Sunday night. I think it’s the first time we’ve done a campfire when it was just the two of us – it used to be a family affair with marshmallows and sometimes the fixin’s for s’mores.

Speaking of s’mores, I feel the need to share with you all that my introduction to s’mores was not what you all are used to. First of all, our family didn’t make s’mores around a campfire when I was growing up. I’m not going to say it never happened that way, but the only way I remember making them was using the broiler in the oven. And here’s some more (hah – see what I did there?) heresy for you: our s’mores were made with saltines, peanut butter and marshmallows. I was fully grown before I found out that everyone ELSE was using chocolate and graham crackers.

Some of our best family discussions have happened around a campfire. And we were not above using the opportunity to tell scary stories now and again, too.

Have you ever been the smoke magnet at a campfire? You sit down away from where the smoke is blowing and the wind shifts – now the smoke is blowing right into your face. You move and experience a few minutes of smoke-free happiness. The wind shifts again. Lather, rinse, repeat.

This has been random thoughts about campfires brought to you by Lynniebee (with bonus content about s’mores). This is why blogs are free for you to read – sometimes you wish you could get those wasted minutes back again, but at least it didn’t cost you anything (but time).