"Look! The fire is making lightening bugs!"
He watched the embers jump from the flaming, smoking logs, dancing upward, only to disappear after a few moments in the night air.
Landon fashioned his own fire pit with two small sticks and a red plastic IKEA bowl perched on top to mimic the flames. I rescued a bag of stale mini-marshmallows from the pantry and skewered them with toothpicks, so the boys could have a pretend roast of their own.
We laughed as Dan toasted a few of them over our real fire and made an impromptu s'more with bits of a chocolate Easter lamb and the chewy, browned bits of sugar, sandwiched between two graham crackers.
Our first two campfires of the summer.
Sweet, silly memories.