One evening a few weeks before we went to Crescent City, Claire asked "why don't we ever have S'mars?" I think Adam and I looked at each other and busted up laughing. But after grilling out one night, Claire got her wish. And we have yet to correct her misunderstanding of what S'mores are actually called. It really is the gift that keeps on giving.
That last day of hiking, not to mention the late nights we'd had the entire time we were in California, really wore out those kids. But it was kind of funny that they really utilized the WHOLE bed at the hotel. And of course, it wasn't at the head of the bed.