On Thanksgiving Eve we made some pies. My mom made a pecan pie and it started a little fire in the oven. So my dad brought the big fan and got the smoke out. I made a apple pie and it didn't catch on fire. It was PERFECT!

My apple pie.

Dad getting the smoke out of the house.

Dad putting the fan in my mom's face.

Parker, Brayden, and I getting cooled off.
AHHH!