This Sunday John and I worked on blessing the family with sausages, John put all but one of the sausages on the grill and did everything else by himself (under the watchful eye of his older brother) I wasn’t grilling until I was almost 13, and here’s my younger brother who gets to start before he turns 8! Pretty soon I’ll be out of a job if I don’t watch out!
Brotherly advice:

Taking a sausage off:

To the plate!

Who said grilling can’t be fun!

Good bye for now, John and I need to grill some chicken for our dinner!