Which is why we have kids. Those times for me are over, long passed. Some who would have been there that night all those years ago are no longer alive. But last night, it was all fresh and new for my boys. It being both chilly and damp, we decided to leave our youngest home with my Mom. But we took the older three to hang out, if only for a little while (the modern homework load makes planning anything during the week an undertaking at best). I think they had fun. I know we did. Even when the flames shot so high the the local firefighters had to step in and drench the fire to get it under control. I hope they have good memories of things like this someday. I hope they look back when they are older, and prayerfully in more stable positions than we find ourselves now, and can tell their children about those times, all those years ago, when they were at a bonfire in the crisp autumn night with their parents.
|If it looks scary, it was...our 8th grader also seem to think as he looks on at the flames|
|You be the judge: Are they having fun yet? Not the same without our youngest, |
though many years spent growing up together