Smores & “Dark Bus”
We managed to pull of smores for the first time in our outdoor fireplace after we got home from church activities tonight. Yay! While Jackie and Ally were in music classes, Erica and I ran over to Walmart for chocolate, marshmallows, graham crackers and firewood. I was impressed we were able to actually get in there, find what we wanted, checkout and pick the girls back up within 30 minutes!
After dropping off Erica at Grandma and Papa’s house, the rest of us girls ran the smores fixing’s home and made it up to the church just in time for Mutual. It was a pre-camp activity, so all the girls took turns learning proper tent care, CPR and first aid. From the few moments I got to watch my own girls, Jackie seemed to actually be paying attention (which made me feel a little more comfortable with her starting to babysit Erica here and there), but I’ve got to figure out a way to motivate Ally to be a little more quiet, less dramatic and actually pay attention to the person who is talking and teaching. It actually worries me about what kind of behavior she will be on at Girls Camp. Not that she is a bad kid. That’s the furthest from the truth. But she has a tendency (especially with sugar) to be a little bit hyper and not quite as aware of the things actually going on around her.
After Mutual was over, we ran back to Mom and Dad’s, grabbed Erica and headed for home. When we pulled in the driveway, Eric was still on a webinar. I was so disappointed and was really looking forward to some fun quality family time. So I threatened to make my own fire. And I sure did give it a try, but not quite so successful. Thankfully Eric’s side was muted for quite some time as it was a multi-speaker webinar, so after many different creative attempts, he got us a fire going.
So we were finally able to roast our marshmallows and make our smores and I figured as we were having an end of the school year celebration, that maybe it would be fun to talk about the girls’ favorite part about this school year and what they were looking forward to next year. Ally’s answers to both were I don’t know. Jackie said her favorite thing was everyone writing notes to each other today. The thing she was looking forward to next year, was school being out again.
Oh well, we still spent some quality time together and ate more roasted (some flaming) marshmallows than you can shake a stick at. We even had enough left over to repeat again at another date. But we did decide we needed to be more aware of the wind next time.
After the older girls were done with the whole experience, Eric and I sat outside watching the fire die down. Then out comes Erica dressed in her pink little sleeper with a bucket in one hand and shovel in the other. Eric about had a stroke when she started digging at our beautifully landscaped yard. She came over and pouted at us and said, “I just wanted to make a dark bus sand castle.” I was slightly confused. Maybe she wanted to make a sand castle that looked like a bus? Then it dawned on me she meant a “bark dust sand castle.” It was too cute.
It made me think back to some of the other Erica isms that she has outgrown. Like bus used to be boosa. Hotel, ho-entell. I miss them. The older girls used to have theirs too. Like spaghetti was spsghetti. Sigh, while it’s so exciting to watch them grow into these magnificent young women, it makes me really miss the toddlers they used to be…
