Steve left work a little early yesterday and went fishing on the pier at Huron. He came home after dark and still had to clean fish. The kids were already bathed and in their jammies when he suggested starting a fire in the backyard. We call it our hillbilly campfire since it's in our Weber grill. HEE! HEE! Steve cleaned fish, and the girls and I roasted marshmallows and hot dogs. Lincoln was sleeping in his bouncer in the kitchen where we could hear him if he cried. It was a beautiful fall evening...country living in our own backyard!!!
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