Smores

Uniquely American. Megan says the only thing she'd ever seen about them before last night was in "The Sandlot".

So, we started a fire in our fireplace last night! It was quite exciting. And to inaugurate our new heat source, we decided to play scrabble and make smores with the graham crackers my mom sent. Caroline thought they sounded disgusting. Megan dove right in. It was classic! Marshmallows melting and burning and oozing. Graham crackers crunching. Delicious. Once Caroline saw how much Megan loved the smore, she gave them a go (originally, she'd thought the graham crackers were savory like normal crackers--which do sound disgusting with marshmallows) and loved them, too.

And I won at Scrabble. Actually, JARS won it because of the J on a triple letter and R on a double word.