Creekside Epiphanies

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As a fire burned in the copper pit, our youngest kid said, "I'll be right back," and off she went. She had that lightbulb over the head look she gets, but I didn't pay too much attention because I see that look so often and - so far - none of her masterstrokes has left me blinded from acid to the face or dumping bodies in the George Washington National Forest.

When she returned to el hoyo del fuego, she was toting a bag of ordinary American marshmallows. I thought, "oh yeah ... good idea." Then I glimpsed the supererogatory addendum: a chocolate pudding cup.







Obviously, the kid is a frickin' genius.



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