Bon Fire Anyone?

Yeah, I know...we are so ghetto. This is a spot in our back yard where we get to have huge bon fires. The stuff in the background is farmer equipment that was left in our yard when we purchased the home. At least that's the story and I'm sticking to it. Yes, we are becoming islander farmers in Idaho.

Below is Sora getting ready for the big fire. This is one of the events Dad/Grandpa kept telling the kids he'd do but we'd get busy with something else during spring break. Well this day he finally got around to the bon fire. Yeah for all the Pyro's!

And the future pyro's of America. We teach our kids such good things, don't we? We couldn't forget our dog...he insisted on being a part of the event.

Yes, we actually let the kids help with shifting the debris in the fire so it would continue to burn. Like I said...we're such good examples, aren't we?

For those of you who might be worried, we did actually teach the kids what was okay to do and what was not. The importance of making sure to watch the fire that it did not spread and to make sure it was completely out before leaving it. After this event, they wanted a bon fire every night. Funny kids. It's nice when they are so easily amused. Olivia on the other hand seems to find things to do no matter what is going on or who is around. She's very good at entertaining herself. She decided to collect chicken feathers. And put them in a nasty rusted can. You'll notice from the pictures above that she is in the background looking for them and paying no attention to the fire. The other three were debating on who's turn it was to turn the debris in the fire with the huge stick.

Oh and I actually let her keep the rusted can and nasty feathers in her room on the window seal. Yeah, Dacia thought that was awfully nice of me. I normally wouldn't allow it but she likes to collect things (like chopsticks - used or unused, rocks, etc.) and I hardly let her keep them in the house. I let it slid this time. See...I can be lenient sometimes.

The kids also discovered why we didn't have as many eggs in the coop. The chickens had been laying them somewhere else. In the pig pen that was built two years back. We haven't gotten the pigs yet.
So of course they crawled in there to get them all out. Then I told them they had to act like pigs since they were in the pig pen. That would be what they were attempting to do in the below picture. Doesn't really look like pigs, does it? Well they sounded like them.

Kodi had to go get the biggest tumble weed I've seen to burn in the fire.

Crazy!

Trina with her uncle Kodi. I had to post this because it was just a cute picture.