A father-son moment

Last evening Damon defied science and built a fire in our very wet fire pit. I swear that guy can build a fire anywhere. Damon wanted marshmallows to roast, but we didn't have the big kind. We did have the miniature kind, a gift given to Fuller with his marshmallow gun.

The marshmallow gun was a gift from Damon's parents. It is made of PVC pipe and personalized with Fuller's name.* Fuller has it figured out that the mini marshmallows should go into one of the holes, but his lungs are no where strong enough to propel the marshmallow out of the gun. So Damon helped him out.

First, Damon decided that it would be fun to shoot at Mommy. Not that it hurt, and not that Damon actually hit me very many times, but still. Insert eye roll here.

And then Damon decided that since we were outside anyway, that the air compressor would be better for Fuller to use. Fuller knows how to press the nozzle on the air hose, so suddenly it really became an activity that Fuller could get into.

They had fun blowing marshmallows at Mommy, up in the air, and where ever Fuller decided to aim. I think we have a few marshmallows on the roof.

They finished and Fuller went to bed, but I think we need to get more mini-marshmallows so Fuller can have some more fun like that in the future.

* On Christmas morning I used the marshmallow gun and blew a marshmallow at Fuller. It hit him (not hard!) but he cried. I felt so badly after that.

If you want to make your own, I found this great instructable for you.