To break out of the homeschooling-parenting rut I've been in I decided to mix it up a bit by having a cookout.
Hotdogs are a rare treat in our house. Fire even rarer.
Even though I did this last minute (we were still collecting branches when the sun went down) and there was about a solid ten minutes where we weren't sure if the -wet- branches were going to actually catch on fire, we all had such a good time.
It was definately a much needed bit of fun and fire roasted hotdogs are amazing.
What fun things have you planned -or didn't- when life was starving for kindling?
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They all smelled like little smoked sausages afterward!
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