SMORE PLEASE....

There are those moments, as a responsible member of society, an adult, and, of course, as a parent, that you may reminisce over the 'good ole days.' Those chilly nights in college when we would bundle up and sit around a fire pit (or bon fire) drinking a beer, listening to music, and just hanging out with our friends....enjoying the company....ahhhhh, memories.

Upon arriving home this evening, we decided to test out our new fire pit (inherited from Gammie and PopPop). Yes, of course, I know what you are thinking...it is not even that cold, only 45-50 degrees tonight. But that made it just right. Chilly enough to enjoy the warmth of the fire without breaking a sweat, but warm enough to forgo those layers of coats and scarves.

Taylor was enamored by the beautiful flickering flame. She added the music with her 'oooohhhh's', 'ahhh's' and 'wow's'. And then, it came to me, what better time to introduce Taylor to the scrumptious delight of a Smore!??! So, I rushed to the store, grabbed a box of graham crackers, plump white mallows and a hand full of Hershey bars.

She stood patiently while Daddy held the skewered mallow over the fire, nibbling on snippets of the other ingredients, until that perfect little crust formed around the warm, squishy, yummy-goodness of the marshmallow. Time to assembly and, alas, time for Taylor's first taste....

Ladies and gentleman, we have a Smore Lover!!!
Well, Taylor may have been a bigger fan of the 'deconstructed smore', but that's OK. Between the three of us, the smores were going...
going...
gone...
Surprisingly, after eating WAY to much chocolate and smearing marshmallow fluff all over her hands and face, Taylor went right to sleep.

At our little fire pit tonight, there was no Dave Matthew's playing in the background, no whispering/snickering/gossiping by groups of girls, no talks of what happened last night or when the next big party was. Just Taylor, her Mommy, and her Daddy enjoying each others company and some yummy late night snacks...ahhh memories.

(After putting Taylor to bed, Ray and I did enjoy a beer by the fire...)