Pierre requested burgers, and we happily obliged. His timing was superb as he landed just as I was experiencing a beef craving. I suspect that my iron levels had been lagging, but I bet they aren't anymore!
Brave Horse Tavern |
Lunchbox Lab |
George and Pierre had a few opportunities to kick back and enjoy each other's company over a pint or two.
With s'mores on the "must do" list, we had our inaugural fire (built by two city boys before the country girl could build a more sensible fire) and roasted marshmallows. Don't worry: Madeleine's slide was well out of flame and heat range.
Speaking of Miss M, she was most taken with her Uncle Pierre and tortured him with repeated requests for reading the garbage truck book. While definitely sad to see him go, she seemed to understand that he needed to leave to get back to his two boys waiting at home.
Good visit, Pierre. Come back soon!
2 comments:
Fire pits make fire.
Groo make fire.
Great times, thanks for hosting ... I'm still eating burgers :D
Looks like a wonderful, wonderful time. Traveling mercies, Pierre.
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