We bought a propane fire pit. On a cold, rainy Saturday night we decided to make pie iron pizzas and s'mores. Then Ethan brought out his Kindle (that a kind, wise, wonderful Santa Claus brought him for Christmas after his great Kindle sadness of earlier) and started some music. What followed was a rare, perfect moment. People were dancing and people were eating; we were having the best backyard party ever. And, in that perfect moment, I realized how worth it it all is.
1 comment:
the yard looks great! did you do just a shed or a garage? Miss you all! I would have loved to crash the party.
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