I been making firewood since I was a boy. Some of my best father-son discussions about sports, girls, grades, cars occurred working together making firewood with my dad. I raised my kids the same way. Probably the greatest days of my life are the stories, pranks, weird firewood stack forts, etc I had making firewood with my kids. They're grown now but still come around and help. We still try to work as a " team" whenever we can. Nothing better in life than being blessed enough to work along side your kids while they are growing up. You build a special bond. Nowadays I am waiting on the grand kids.... Can't wait to split and stack on a cold early December Saturday and go in to " grandmas" hot cocoa and lunch and cookies! Firewood is just an excuse for being a family.