I think it was last summer when Sean told me about a memory he had of me roasting marshmallows with him and my nephews at my brother’s house. I didn’t remember any of this story until after Sean reminded me of it.
We all were at my brother’s house at his fire pit and I decided that I wanted to make a s’more with the kids. I sat at the fire pit with probably three or four of my nephews and Sean. Sean told me that I explained to them as my marshmallow was roasting how to make the perfect S’more. The marshmallow had to be slightly browned on all sides.
Sean told me that as I was constantly turning the marshmallow on my stick, I told my nephews and Sean how perfect my S’more was going to be. He told me that I was being silly and I kept talking about how wonderful my s’more was going to be and laughing. As he told me this, I remembered that night pretty clearly. Sean had to be about eight or nine years old.
Sean told me that as I had just about determined that my marshmallow was the perfect color, it fell off a stick and into the fire. When he told me this, I could clearly remember all of my nephews bursting into gales of laughter!
Sean ended his story by telling me that I put my right hand out and told whoever had the package of marshmallows (Which may have been Sean) to, “Hand me another mallow!” I really liked that Sean had this memory of me being silly and having fun with him and my nephews.
I saw this GEICO commercial tonight and it reminded me of that night: