Campfire night

It was the first warm night in April, so P2 got the fire going and the kids got the marshmallows going. We sang some campfire songs and watched the fire. It brought back memories from my childhood when we did much the same thing. I remember some huge stumps in our front yard that we burned for years. They served as the base for our campfires. We had a lot of weiner roasts and often cooked potatoes wrapped in foil. There was no air conditioning in our house back then and those hot humid summer days could get pretty oppressive. It was definitely too hot to cook inside. After dark, we laid on the the cool grass and counted the stars. Dad would point out the big dipper and the north star.