Growing up in the orchards of Orem meant an annual weenie roast at the burn pile with the Pyne family. I have told my father-in-law this for several years that this was one of my favorite traditions growing up. I was hoping one day he would be willing to do it. Well, that time happened this past weekend. Of course there was no advanced notice, no time to change, no time to bring a chair but Ethan, Lizzy and Steven were able to join me with Nana and Grandpa. Lizzy and Ethan got fire building lessons from Grandpa and Nana brought the weenie's. It was awesome!






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