Nothin’ really has the same equivalent in my mind as smores. They’re just good. Cherished memories just seem to flock to smores making. Am I right??
Donald received a fire bowl for his birthday, so we just had to put it to good use once it got cold here in dallas.
The making for a yummy time:
Ohhhh, backyard fire:
Poor baby, she was not liking the fire AT ALL.
It’s safer inside
So, take that cold weather! The wallace family and their smore-loving bellies are ready for ya!