We each took a turn telling a story, with daddy being the last one. He told a story about a Marshmellow Man. He had quite the captive audience:
A couple nights later, Keziah wanted to hear about this Marshmellow Man again. While he retold a bit of the story, I ran and put a marshmellow on top of his truck (as per the story). Daddy then asked Kez if she would go with him to see if the Marshmellow Man was on the truck. What do you think her answer was?!
It was probably good that she didn't go with; that gave Nathan time to add legs, arms and a head to the marshmellow that I put there. Watching her face while he came back with the Marshmellow Man was absolutely priceless!!
Ah. My gullible, lovable girl. How she so reminds me of.....me.
As for the Marshmellow Man, he is long gone. She is finally convinced that he is not real.
I do not plan on driving by any places that sell Michelin tires.....
(one more part from our camping trip yet and that will round it all up!)
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