What is that I smell? There is something different down here by the water. FIRE! I smell a fire. Mommy says that I should stay away from fire. I like the smell though. When Mommy was a little girl her house burned down, so she does not like the smell at all. She worries at the slightest burning smell.
Wait! We don’t have a fire pit by the water. That was the Horse Shoe game pit. Someone burned stuff in the game pit. And there is also glass in there; someone smashed a bottle. This looks pretty dangerous. Why don’t people take care of things? Especially in a shared place like the private neighborhood waterfront. This makes us all sad.
We will stay away from the smokey smell and the glass Mom. But can we go into the river now? (Mom Note: Which Sofie did immediately following, without asking, but I was so glad she left the pit alone so I let it go.)
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