Once it got dark we caravaned to E.'s house where a fire was built and S'mores were consumed.
E.'s 11 year old sister tried to light the fire by putting a lit match up to a log. It was funny. It's strange to think about the things you have to learn how to do. I've known how to build a fire/light a fire for what feels like forever but at some point I certainly didn't. I think that the woodburning stove in my house growing up probably means I knew the tricks at a slightly younger age but I could be wrong. I remember the leather glove my father would use to open the little stove and the mantra of kindling, paper, log.
Once it got dark we caravaned to E.'s house where a fire was built and S'mores were consumed.
E.'s 11 year old sister tried to light the fire by putting a lit match up to a log. It was funny. It's strange to think about the things you have to learn how to do. I've known how to build a fire/light a fire for what feels like forever but at some point I certainly didn't. I think that the woodburning stove in my house growing up probably means I knew the tricks at a slightly younger age but I could be wrong. I remember the leather glove my father would use to open the little stove and the mantra of kindling, paper, log.
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