Grace used to call it "The Coconut Forest"...one of those little things that I can still hear her say. I hold that memory dear to my heart.
|Waiting for the fire...therefore waiting for dinner|
|See that goose egg?|
|A rarely seen frown-free Luke picture|
|Look at the little dears.|
They were patiently waiting for s'mores.
Okay fine. I was not-so-patiently waiting for s'mores. They just thought the fire was cool.
|Look at his face now.|