I spent the weekend in Pennsylvania with some very close friends. We returned home around 1:00 am. It's raining. The house was 62* so we started the first fire of the season. My little guy was so excited. First he sat in front of the stove and watched as the Super Cedar got the wood going. Once we had a good fire he grabbed his zebra and was riding in front of the stove. It was hilarious. It was like 2:00am and he was super excited. I put him to bed around 4:00 am. He was chanting, "Fire! Fire! Fire!" Well the house is much warmer now, and I wanted to post this before finally going to sleep.