Cue the sad, mournful music.
No wait... scratch the music. I hate camping!
I shouldn’t say hate. That seems so strong of a word.
It’s just that I’ve worked hard to own a house. I love my sweet house. I’m cozy in my little house. have no interest sleeping in the woods pretending that I don’t have
a sweet little cozy house.
And so this summer …. my boys went camping and
then came home and told me all about it.
doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate some of the perks of camping. For example… I like the outdoors. I appreciate a roaring fire. I too get a hankering for s'mores.
This train of thought led straight to this next at-home activity: Microwave S'mores.
All the same great ingredients of the originals:
None of the bugs, smoke, or camping required.
I love it!
of cooking in the microwave before,
as my eight year-old says,
they swell up to the size of a baseball!
Continue cooking at your own risk! :)