The last couple of night we have been serenaded by a crackling fire. It is just so cozy and comforting. The kids are fascinated by it. All three of them line up in front of the fireplace with their backs against the fire to see who can stand the heat the longest. William kept trying to put little sticks in the flame (but is stopped by the metal protector, to which he would say "Nuh oh!") It has just been such a treat. Last night, John and I laid down with our feet to the fire for warmth and talked about a dream get away- haha, in Salt Lake of all places! Ha! Some day maybe somewhere farther....Jerusalem for him...Greece and Rome for me.
A fire in the fireplace puts a soft glow on my memories of the last couple nights.
Now, if only I had marshmallows... :)