Take, for instance, these two great people:
cranberita on the front lawn.
Quiet, unassuming, content.
And then the sun went down, and someone found his inner street performer and pulled out a box o' fun while someone else rushed to increase her homeowners' insurance policy
Everyone got in on the fun, because really, what's more fun that fire?
And after the transitional joining of forces, we headed over to the other side for our last night in the ole A-Z
I hesitated to share the following photos, because for all intents and purposes they make it appear as if our children were overindulging in dark beer from cough syrup shaped bottles. But then I went ahead and posted this abomination:
So I guess the gig is up. And for the record, only the big people overindulged in the apothecary beer. And cookies.
We were having so much fun visiting and catching up with these fine young peeps, and you know what goes really well with fun? GAMES!
my husband's family*, you know that in the end, it's all about the drinking games.
*how is it possible that I have no blog post about the drinking games played in my very own driveway this very summer? Raise your hand if you suck at blogging. [waving]
An age appropriate beverage.
Preferably from a mustache glass.
Don't we know how to have fun?