Oooey, Gooey Marshmallows!

Scott and I talked about our values for our family a few months back, and one of the "tools" we wanted to focus on in order to incorporate our values in to the normalcy of our family life is by simply creating memories. Of course, vacations are *wonderful* and do create lasting memories - but, um, we can't go on a big vacation more than once a year at our house. We don't want memories to strictly be tied to vacations either, so we decided to be more intentional about what we do during the time we have with our kiddos.

Last weekend, Scott built a real, authentic fire-pit in the back yard.


Always ready for the camera these days, Ella Beth posing with my boys.


We decided to break in the fire-pit by roasting marshmallows!




Not surprising, Landon did not like the marshmallows. (He's my texture and taste little guy - gets it straight from his mama, so I'm not saying anything about it!)

However, Ella Beth devoured 5 large gooey ones!




Now, I don't know what possessed my sweet little girl to place her last marshmallow (#6) into her hands...other than she was full and didn't know what to do with it.


Once she smooshed it good (if that doesn't sound country, I don't know what does!), she pressed her hands together. This picture is of her pulling her hands apart. What it doesn't show is that once her hands got just a couple of inches further apart, the marshmallow strings snapped and wrapped around her fingers and wrists. WHAT. A. MESS. It took about 8 minutes to clean her up - with multiple, "Don't touch me!" "Don't touch your hair!" comments flying out of my mouth. ;) I couldn't even think about picking up my camera to document that b/c my camera would be sticky until Miss Thing turned 10!


But it was a great memory to make!