Montana and Emmett

Michael and his sisters headed to Montana to celebrate their cousins wedding. 

They had a great road trip, celebrated a great event, and only did minimal damage to the mini van.

While they were gone, my niece called me to see if I was interested in joining her on a trip to the Emmett Cherry Festival. The venue wasn't as pretty as where Michael was, but the company was mighty fine. And exceedingly energetic. Three nieces, two great nephews, a goofy son, and a barely visible sister were all ready to get the party started.

While most of the party went on rides, my sister, the littlest person and I went to the petting zoo. I have no complaints.