The Story of the Schmorl's

Lest you think we never go outside because we spend all of our time inside a hockey rink, I want to tell you the story of the Schmorl's. . .

A couple of months ago, a family moved into the house across the street.  It was immediately apparent that there were several kids over there, but they all appeared to be older.  But, then one day, we arrived home to see a little boy, about Aidan's age, playing by himself in the driveway out front.  So, we went over to introduce ourselves and to meet this little boy.

Zack is 7 and is in first grade!!!!  He is still at his old school, since there was only the fourth quarter left when they moved, but the boys will be in the same grade at the same school next year!!!!  Woo Hoo!!!  We FINALLY have a little boy right here for Aidan to play with. . .And play they have.  Nearly everyday, outside.  Basketball, baseball, football, and, oh yes, hockey.  Zack is very sporty and has been very agreeable about learning all of the finer points of hockey from Aidan.  And he has been really good about playing hockey nearly non-stop because it is Aidan's obsession. 

Fast forward to yesterday:

I had promised Aidan all week that he could stay up a little later than usual on Friday because he doesn't have to get up on Saturday.  I pinky promised that he could stay up until 9:30.  That is way way past his bedtime, but I knew he would sleep about 12 hours and be fine on Saturday (and he is).  So, it shouldn't have been a surprise to get a text from Pat about grilling out, having a fire in the chiminea, and oh by the way, do we have the stuff for Schmorl's???

Schmorl's????  I asked.  What is a Schmorl???

You know.  Marshmallow, chocolate, graham crackers. . .Schmorl please?

: )  LOL!!!!  Oh!!!  A S'more!!!! 

Yes!  That's it!  Stupid Siri. . .  : )

Siri doesn't understand Pat's southern accent.  It's hilarious and causes me to laugh all the time about her interpretations of what he has said. 

But, I digress. . .

So, after work, I went to the store and got all of the supplies for "Schmorl's" because we didn't have any and we had Zack, his older sister Kaitlyn and Zack's mom, Tiffany over after dinner to make them.  Totally fun for the boys and really a great way to get to know our new neighbors better. 

But, it also pointed out that we need to do something new about our Chiminea, which is succumbing to old age and falling apart. . .but that's another story and can be included in our yard renovations that will commence next month.

Happy Saturday!