Some nights, after grilling, when the coals are still hot we like to roast some marshmallows and make some s'mores. And I think they call them s'more because every time you have them you have to clean your kids s'more. Little know fact, the sticky melted sugary inside of a marshmallow is what keeps the engines on a plane. Think of that next time you fly.
Anyhoo, here are some pics. When the flash went off it looks like we were grilling in the dead of night. Well, we weren't . . . this time. You can see how bright it was outside with some of the non-flash pics.



Here are some pics that Charlie took. I don't know what Asher's doing in his first pic. Breaking something I assume.



Also:
Here's a comic I wrote and drew for my nephew Wyatt, for his birthday. If you click on them you should get a larger version to read.

And, I think I've posted this before, but screw it, I'm posting it again.








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