Then entire family was invited. Owie my fireman and Mary Reese my Toothless Wonder [from a Junie B. Jones book]...
Banks wasn't real thrilled with attending a "baby party". Oh my, have we reached this stage? He was a good sport and threw on his Trent Richardson jersey with his baseball pants. We stopped by on our way to the Haunted Cart Barn [something more his speed].
All the kids hopped on the back of Mr. Allen's hay ride for a trip to the Haunted Cart Barn...
Off they go in search of goblins and ghosts...
The parents enjoyed dinner and cocktails while the kids ran through the haunted barn. At the end they discovered a surpise...
A campire with all the necessities for s'mores. Nothing is better to my kids than making a s'more. I can't say I don't agree!
They ate hot dogs, devoured s'mores, ran through the haunted cart barn a gazillion times and took as many hayrides as Mr. Allen would allow...
We can't wait to see what Mr. Allen comes up with for next year!
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