Women are angels... and when someone breaks our wings, we simply continue to fly... on a broomstick, if need be. We are flexible like that!


Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Bonfire or campfire?

The weekend before I went to Montana, we planned to have a bon fire at my parents house and cook chicken bratwurst.  Dad had a big pile of debris that needed to be burned.


But the wind was blowing so hard that we decided to make a small campfire instead.
We cooked the bratwurst on the bbq and Kevin roasted the jumbo marshmellows on the campfire to make smores.


Mom and Dad bought a new patio table set a couple weeks ago.  The chairs are really comfy.

Kevin, Kent and Julia
Have I mentioned that Julia makes awsome potatoe salad?

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