This flyer was posted in our hallway so everyone would take notice. What a perfect thing for a summer night. I usually think of s'mores for camping...but since we haven't gone camping in eleventy hundred years, I thought "Why Not??"
So, S'more night was officially declared. It didn't start at 7:30, because Mike had to work late.
However, it did happen...
but I was too busy licking my fingers and lips to take pictures.