ROASTED MARSHMALLOWS – Stalker Style

I didn't know Dad liked roasted marshmallows. I was up at the dollar store, the marshmallows were on sale -  buy one get one at half price. I purchased two bags. I thought if we didn't use them I would save them for Stalker Days and have a marshmallow roast.  Mother was going to put them away and I said, "I didn't get them to give away."
Mother said, "They're in the way."
I asked Dad if he wanted a roasted marshmallow and he said, "Yes."
I went to the stove and turned it on and tried to roast some. I had a hard time and made a mess.
Today Dad was sitting in his chair, he told Carlos to go get his propane can. When Carlos gave him the can he attached a welding wand to it and lit it.  I said, "Why are you doing that?"
He said, "To roast marshmallows!"

I went and got the marshmallows and we roasted what we wanted and he turned it off.

I know now not to give our marshmallows away.

Sherry