The organizers brought bunches and bunches of flowers. They were laid out right by our little fort, and little kids get grabbing handfuls and jabbing them into the side, only to be removed by adults so that more kids could use the flowers. I resisted the urge to yell, "those aren't my kids, I'm not letting mine take all the flowers!"
Keegan had this need to pull as many petals as he could off the roses to decorate the entrance. Purty.
They didn't exactly finish building the teepee so I had to take over. Keegan asked if he could make a fire, and I readily agreed. It would get him out of my hair so I could work in peace, and I didn't think he could really make fire.
They made a valiant effort, but when they sadly came over to ask for help I had to tell them no, I didn't want to make a fire. I then confessed that it's really really hard and I didn't expect them to succeed, and I wouldn't really allow a fire anyway. The Villians may have done it with only sticks and shrubs, but they had a lot more motivation.