Over the long holiday weekend we had a cookout just about everyday. Zach loves being outside so I figured he would be in heaven, and he was. He was a dirty kid all weekend. A bath every night did ensured he slept clean, but each day brought a new pile of dirt to explore....boys, ugh.
The best part of all the cook outs is my family is made up of fabulous cooks. It clearly skipped me. Seeing how my family knows how much I hate cooking they all send me home with food. I'm eating better this week with left overs than we do any other time.