Jill made a yummy meal. Eric helped with clean-up duty so we could play with the girls. And Brent drove over from Manhattan. It wasn't my birthday, but it felt like a present to me, too, for all of us to be together.
I thought Grandpa's Duck Dynasty beard might scare Kinley. But she helped him put it on, and all was well. He enjoyed sitting on their front porch and blowing his duck call for the visiting trick-or-treaters.
Brooke was pretty much unimpressed with both birthday and Halloween. But just wait until next year!
I will have lots more from Halloween. Yes, I may have taken a picture or two (or 176, if you want to get technical).
But duty calls: We are moving cattle from the Ninnescah today and my services are requested. I'm afraid it's going to be a windy, cold and dirty day. Here goes!