At my company's annual fall picnic, Brooklynn got to roast marshmallows for the first time. I had to teach her to wait until they were "toasty brown" before she ate them. At the end of the night we got to take a little hay ride, which Brooklynn had remembered from last time. It was all she could talk about the entire morning and on the way to the picnic.
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