I noticed quite a few things on this blog involve me, tools, now fire, and, dad. Perhaps mom should keep a closer eye on me? At any rate, dad showed me how to make a fire. Having never seen fire before, I was incredibly impressed and quite a bit confused. Very cool to look at, very fun to listen to the popping and the crackling, but every time I tried to get close to feel it (and by “feel” I mean “eat”) it got INCREDIBLY hot and I had to pull back. Funny, didn’t look like there was anything there but man, that sucker gets HOT! After a bit of this I got bored and tried eating bark off of the logs. Then, well, it was time for bed. Aunt Viv came over though for a home cooked dinner so they all got to stay up and play with the fire. I wonder if they got to taste it?
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