However, that is EXACTLY what I had promised my spawn that we would do -- for days now I have said,
Tuesday night when daddy is out of town, we will go roast smores and tell ghost stories. I PROMISE!!! So being the Country Girl that I am, we had to improvise. I mean I am all about going outside and living up to my promises -- unless there is lightning involved. So we went to Plan BSmores Indoors.Which sounds all great and dandy.And creative and sweet.
And even good parenting at its finest.
Until you see the amount of smoke one of these burnt puppies can create. Then the smoke alarm starts going off.
Then the neighbors come over.
Then the firemen arrive.
So much for parenting at its finest.