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.
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I could see it now. Zekke with a flamin mellow, chucking it at Titus and starting the grass on fire. He would be on the front page of the paper, "TyTy said my marshmellow wouldn't win in a contest, so I had to teach him a lesson." It is unfortunate that the neighbors yard learned the lesson. HA. Love ya,
Adam and Mindy
It wouldn't be any worse than when we use to kick "flaming tennis balls" down the street and catch Jenny's yard on fire! Where were our parents?!?
Hey Now!!!!
As the mother of those two I can say this is sooooo true......
I have to say we have raised two true Beringer boys or should I say
Younger Brothers
ahhh But we still love em
and as for the flaming tennis balls that was a bad idea....and mom just didn't catch us until we were trying to put out Jenny's grass with a water pitcher
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