This is Mr.'s sister.
She organized Family Spaghetti Night.
Since we are all at our cottages.
And we are all neighbors for the summer.
For dessert we made suburban s'mores.
Here is #1 nephew.
Suburban s'mores are roasted on a regular backyard gas grill.
Not quite the same as over a fire.
Less trouble for sure.
You can still catch your marshmallow
on fire though.
And the baby had his first s'more.
He didn't like his hands getting sticky.
He kept complaining to have his hands washed.
But he wouldn't give up his s'more.