Last night was the perfect evening for a fire, so we decided we would have a good old fashioned weenie roast for dinner complete with hot dogs, roasted marshmallows and smores. We ran out of wood at one point in the evening so Scott and the boys went into the woods to gather more firewood. Unbeknownst to the rest of the group, Jacob went into the woods armed with a scary mask (see below). I think his timing was a little off but the sweet sentiment of scary the daylights out of his family was there anyway. They decided around the fire last night that they needed to cut some wood to have on hand for future campfires. Having a great memory and the penchant to beat a dead horse, Gabe woke Scott up this morning asking him if he was ready to get his chainsaw. Scott answered with a half grumble, half laugh. Let's see if a hearty breakfast of jalapeno sausage balls and scrambled eggs will bring out their inner lumberjack.
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