Last weekend we decided to take the kids to the park to roast marshmallows over a fire. Well, thanks to some super dried out wood, and about a half bottle of lighter fluid, James got that fire going in about 10 seconds. It was a beautiful sight, but, alas, not ready for marshmallows immediately (much to Olivia and Will's chagrin). They kept asking if it was time to "s'more it up"
Finally, the fire started dying down, and although the logs were still in the scout-approved teepee formation, they were pretty much burned through -- so James took a stick and started to knock them down to get the ashes all ready for perfect mallow roasting goodness.
Will (who sometimes still forgets certain words or gets them slightly wrong) took one look into the firepit at this time and said "WOW! That's a lot of ass!!!"
--of course, what made it funnier was that James was bending over at the time
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That is hilarious!
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