And since the whole point of the chiminea was so that we could have smores, we had to go to a plan b. Smore pie.
And the little brothers had fun with Lefty. I don't know if they think that with enough letters on top of her, we could mail Lefty somewhere, but it seemed to be worth a try.
Lefty didn't seem to much care for the whole game, but some attention is better than none at all.
Uncle Stephen even came down and entertained us for a bit as a long haul truck driver. I think the horn cord is on the other side, Uncle Stephen!