Last night, we all jumped in the car and drove down to the beach with the intention of enjoying the beautiful evening while roasting marshmallows…however, there wasn’t any firewood available down at the beach…probably, because…ummmm…it’s mid-March! Ha! (Although, if someone had told you yesterday that it was July, you would have believed them. I feel guilty for even writing about it.)
So instead of smores, we ate plain marshmallows, crackers and chocolate. Not one single complaint was uttered.
As the warm breezes blew in off of the lake, Tom and I, watched the girls play happily in the sand until dark. It was an epic night :-)