
O.k. all of you city people. Calm down. My 4-year old did not witness the demise and decapitation of Bambi's dad. Yet. She cannot wait until she is eight so she can go hunting with Grandpa Raun.
Until Ava is eight --- and I am pretty sure every year afterwards when she realizes that it is hard work climbing those mountains---she'll be with the women in our family on widow's weekend. Lunch, shopping, playing, and catching up with aunts and cousins. It is such a fun tradition. My Aunt Cilla thought it was 31 years and running, but I am pretty sure it goes back further than that.
Cutest Dorothy? Probably.My Mom and Aunt Cindy taking all of the kids shopping for new pajamas and ice cream. When all of the girls arrived, my Mom had fur purses for them stocked with everything you need for a successful shopping weekend: money, candy bracelets, note pads, pens, lip gloss, and a Snickers. Those girls were ready to shop!
Lunch on Saturday with the girls.



4 comments:
How fun!!! I wish my family did a girls weekend!! It looks like you guys had such a blast!
I thought of you guys the whole weekend long. It looks like you had a blast. And those are the fanciest potato picking dresses I have ever seen. Missed you guys!!
Don't even worry Deb... the pic of all of us at lunch is now my desktop background on my comp :) I am so glad you could make it up!! Wish Kell and Theresa could've come and then the whole old gang would've been there!
Debbie,
I did not know you guys had such a fun tradition over the Deer Hunt! That is great. Looks like your dad shot a nice one.
By the way, for a split second I thought Grandma Roach was with you at lunch - then I realized it was Aunt Cilla. Tara said the same thing.
Josh
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