Fairytale Town

When the girls were younger, we were card-carrying season pass holders to Fairytale Town.  Poor Everett-the-straggler has missed out, and we decided he's missed out long enough, so we marched our bootays on down to the FTT and renewed our membership, and took some friends with us.

Snow cones are a rite of passage in the summertime, no?

So are plenty of smooches from Deedah (AKA Daddy)

I think something precious is afoot, but I can't put my finger on it.

 

In the Little Crooked House after walking The Crooked Mile.

She is part chimp (from her father's side, of course.)

She doesn't want to eat green beans, but she has no problem climbing them.

She doesn't eat pumpkins, either.  Just cuts 'em up and climbs 'em.