I have been begging for years, since we moved to the ranch really, for a fire pit. I have asked to have one dug - that was a no-go... We have a very large and relatively flat back yard and what if the boys wanted to toss the football around? They can't be stepping in the hole all the time! I have asked to purchase a chiminea - The Man hates them... Can't stand them! (Have I told you he as an aversion to patio furniture too?) I have purloined 50 gal metal barrels to make a fire barrel out of... At last! It took 5 years, but I have my fire pit! OK, it is actually a barrel that Shane welded on (Almost blowing himself up in the process... But I digress!) and made me a fire barrel... I LOVE IT!
Man indulges me by roasting hot dogs and making s'mores with the kids...
Girl marvels at how many times you can "skin" a marshmallow and re-toast the remainder...
Boy relishes burning stuff up... Although, he is a bit cautious about fire to start with...
All in all, soot on our faces, warm marshmallow goo sticking our fingers together, and laughter shared all around, the fire barrel is a very good thing!
I sincerely hope you are enjoying your summer... I know I am!
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