
Zekke and Titus spent Saturday night with us and we had some fun roasting marshmellows. Mom and Dad bought us a cool fire pit for our anniversary and we've got some good use out of it. The boys love to come over and roast marshmellows and they always have some funny things to say. This time, Zekke told me he would roast me a mellow and that I should tell him if that it was good enough to win a contest. He didn't care what kind of a contest, he just wanted to know if it would win if he entered it. After eating about 5 more marshmellow than I wanted (with these boys, you have to like eating marshmellows - they roast 'em, you eat 'em), we decided he could win the contest. For the most part, they both do a good job, but it's pretty funny watching them when the marshmellow catches on fire.