"The Best Day of My Life!" or The Hayride

Here you have Sophy lovin' her some s'mores while a little fella in the background showers her with hay. Actually, that little fella's name is Hayden. I'm not kidding.

We Ping'd. We Pong'd. But we never really got the rhythm of Ping Pong. That is, all of except Jack. The next Forest Gump. Right there.

In case you were wondering, Sam is NOT the Horse Whisperer. Actually, the horses seemed very spooked by his presence. We can't imagine why.






Sophy told all who would listen tonight that this was the "Best Day of Her Life!" I had to explain to many that we lived a very meager, sheltered existence. In her defense, it was a rather fun night. The weather was perfectly in the low 50's-cool enough for both a bonfire and jackets, and in Sophy's case, a fuzzy scarf. The kids played ping pong and horse shoes, roasted weiners and s'mores, played in the hay, fed the horses, and generally acted like wild hooligans. The home we partied at this evening is quite a jaunt out into the country, and it was nice change of pace and scenery. The kids were exhausted!