Monday, June 1, 2009

Fire Starters

Starting fires has always been reserved for the men in our family. Mainly because it brings out the manliness in them. Same as using the chainsaw and heavy equipment. Then they stand around and admire all of their manly work.
Well, on Memorial Day I made it known that we were roasting hot dogs and marshmallows over the fire pit (because that was the only food I had left in the house). Sir Christian was away; Kind Sir Bill was constructing an email: and I was getting impatient to eat. So.....Anna and I decide to start the blaze ourselves.
And let me tell you it was a mighty blaze. The flames shot about 7-8 feet in the air ( I think because we lit pine branches!!). We stood there watching our beautiful creation - admiring our hard work - and then did something no man would ever think of - went in and grabbed the camera!! Cause you know we girls have to scrapbook about this!!
PS. Please don't scold me for allowing my child to play with the flame. She is almost 13 and, well, she is my youngest and I have loosened up quite a bit over the years. Besides, we have found just one more activity to bond over.

1 comment:

  1. Wish you had some pictures of the 7 foot flames. That would have been awesome! Looks like fun and there is nothing better than a roasted marshmallow...unless there are some graham crackers and chocolate with it =)