Tonight we made s'mores and then we had a house party. But no, Reb, it wasn't fun, don't worry. There's no picture to go along with this, so I'm just going to tell the story. Hayden was on my porch while we were all making s'mores, and she decided to skip through the sliding doors, which she thought were open, to go into the kitchen. Judging by the previous statement, you can probably assume that the doors were not open, as Hayden had expected and instead she slammed right into the glass.

We started the evening off at Minellas, of course.	You just had to be there for this one. Go to Neal's site for a soundbite.	Tonight was official s'mores night. Hayden and I went to Genuardi's for supplies.	Hayden was excited about s'mores, so she jumped a jump for joy.
Apparently Genuardi's is turning into Costco.	looks like Costco to me	Genuardi's or Costco?	Matt and a giraffe hunt for appropriate marshmellow sticks.
Matt and Neal with a flaming marshmellow.	Hayden enjoys a s'more.	Larissa prepares a marshmellow for roasting. She came up with the trick for heating the chocolate on the side of the grill, but I was too scared to do it.	One of my s'more masterpieces.
The chia pets were doin' it!	Later, we went to Lee's for a house-party.	Darien was there	Reb was only there in spirit, and on the phone.
Oh, my teeth... oh, my tongue... I don't want to eat any more, but I have to finish all 20 of them...	I spilled salsa on [my] PARK sweatshirt.	Neal's shoe through my crotch.	Laura asked Darien to get her an ice cream sandwich, so that's what he did.
There was hose there, so I spit on it.	Gregg, can you drive me home now?...

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