On a weekend when my girls were over, we did a camp fire to roast some marshmallows.
We started with gathering kindling and tinder. Which seemed an onerous chore for both of them, with me constantly reminding them we couldn’t roast marshmallows until we had enough gathered.
Then we started setting up a fireplace with broken house bricks, of which we have in abundance. Explanation was given why we don’t use river rocks.
Then we formed a teepee over the fire starter of very light twigs and slowly progressed in size to ensure a sustainable burn.
Marshmallows roasting! Best thing ever!
Apparently, the smoke is too much to deal with…
Even Nanna and Poppy came out to burn some marshmallows.
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