S’more Smoke


As I share this picture of Halle by the fire tonight, I realized that I’d be willing to bet money that there weren’t many other moms building a bon fire in their backyard on a school night. Practical moms are giving their kids baths, and I just tucked my kids in bed smelling like s’more smoke.
We all parent differently, and that is what makes families beautiful. Our parents make us crazy as kids, and then we spend the rest of our lives trying to figure out if what they did was great or a total disaster. And then, when we get the chance to do it better, we execute an equally, perfectly-imperfect job. And this is exactly how it should be. I have more respect and love for my own parents, every year.


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