a thing in 27 photos smores On Tuesday night I drove up to the cabin with Kevin. We ate s'mores... Ta-da! ...then we got our s'more game on! Telescopic hot dog roasting sticks! ...INDOOR SMORES. We were too lazy to build another outdoor fire so we had some candle-based... After fireworks, we graduated to s'mores. ...s'mores supplies and a roaring fire! Perfect! There was a big fire pit outside where we finished off the night with some s'mores! The s'mores were delicious. I ate too many of them and then celebrated... Josh was excited to be the s'moresbearer. Nobody didn't like them. Haha. S'mores time! I gorged myself on s'mores trail mix I'd purchased. Wow, what a huge difference! A totally different SMORES EXPERIENCE. There's no way a smore this fantastic could have been achieved without this necessary invention. I made a s'more, lifted up one of the little plastic arms and fired the microwave up! Happy Valentine's Day, my dear! Here's a delicious s'more served on the most pointless thing ever invented! I spied this little gem for sale and couldn't resist. It's a microwave s'mores maker. Afterwards we all piled into the Probe (not wanted to risk our lives for the return voyage across the still very chilly lake) and headed back over to Scott's house for a deck fire and some s'more roasting! Scott insists that the marshmallow has to be on fire or it doesn't count. Then you squish it. And serve. After dinner we blew the kids' minds by showing them how to make S'mores. Several minutes later while I was focusing on making sure I toasted my marshmallow just right, I left myself wide-open for... On the way back to the ranch, we stopped at a store and picked up everything we needed to get our S'more on back at the ranch. Aw, yeah. 
