Steven blowing on the coals in the woodstove.
The morning fire feels good on those mornings under 50 degrees.
Scott was playing by the couch.
We stopped at the park in town today.
If there are kids there for Scott to play with, then Steven and I sit on the swings and talk.
Today there weren't any kids, so Steven and I played with him. Steven (Grandpa) was the "Grandpa-monster" and Scott and I had to run from him.
When we got home Scott crashed on the couch with one of his fleecies and went to sleep.
Steven shot a few arrows before dark.
You can see the target in this picture.
And there's our firepit in the foreground.
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