A couple of weeks ago it was so warm outside my boys kept begging us to let them set Blake's tent up and let them sleep in it. I knew it was going to be way cold at night because it's March in Utah! But they are 8 and 10 so I let them figure out that mom was right on their own. After the tent was up Ty really wanted a fire. Since my garden is empty at the moment we found some branches that fell from my neighbor's tree and made a fire. Bryan was going to go for a run and told me I wasn't able to start a fire. I grew up with a dad who was a professional boy scout and worked and lived at scout camp most of the summers of my young life so I had to prove him wrong. Bryan is a pyro. Like seriously. He LOVES fire. And apparently so does Tyson. We started the fire and Bryan went to town with it. He ended up burning a HUGE branch that fell from the tree next door until it was ashes. He was up until like 1am watching it. Seriously a pyro. But before it got dark we decided to have our dinner around the campfire.
I finally bought a remote for my camera. Even though I failed and this is blurry it's a rare photo of my whole family so I kept it.
This is Bryan's you take too many pictures face.
The aftermath. I consider dirty feet a sign that they had a fun day.
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