A bonfire with our friends was fairly close to perfection. There was much laughter, campfire food and pleasantly chilly temperatures.
My boy liked the hay. He didn't even eat it.
My [almost] 11-month-old son liked whatever his 4-year-old friend, Luke, was saying.
The girls loved these flashlights. And the kids and their daddies loved the mock hayride with blankets in the bed of an electric truck.
And I loved my boy in his hat. Seriously.
