We spent the weekend at my parents' place in Wisconsin. These are pictures from the fashion show, modeling the dress up clothes.
He was the judge of the fashion show. I asked what his credentials were. No answer was forthcoming.
That's my grandma. Today was her 90th birthday party. She wasn't sure what would qualify a person as a fashion judge either.
Okay, the magic show--it was interesting. She had us fooled over and over.
A few wagon rides happened. Squirrels squirrled out.
Squirrels in the art studio painting:
These are from today, before we left for the 90th birthday party:
And these from the party itself. That's my grandma, hugging my aunt.
Here's a picture of a bunch of cousins who don't see each other very often, laughing and catching up.
We went to a party hosted at the cowboy hat guy's family last year and this made us laugh--there were two coolers of beverages, one labeled, "milk," and the other, "beer." We chuckled that's how you know when you're in Wisconsin, when those are your choices.
Birds in the aviary:
And on the way home we stopped to see these guys:
And now it's now, and the end of the day.
And my sweet grandma is ninety.
Happy Birthday, Beautiful Girl.
This whole family is lucky to have you, for all the years you have been loving and upholding us all. love, Val and Jay and everybody.
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