First Fire

The fall has officially arrived. I started a fire around bedtime for the kids. We’re supposed to get a frost, and, as I type this, its 39 degrees outside. We’ve been running a few degrees cooler than forecasts for awhile, so I wouldn’t totally rule out a freeze.

The kids were very excited. They both wanted to help and were very sure of their solutions when I didn’t have a raging inferno shortly after I struck the match. The boy, in particular, seemed desperate to do something with the fire. Unfortunately for them, there’s only so much room in front of a fire place and I take up most of it. So, their best efforts were thwarted.

But there will be more.