Saturday night was our church youth group’s Barn Party, held in, you guessed it, a giant barn. A giant chilly barn. I’m not sure why I was envisioning a barn being toasty warm on a cold October night, but I was. Alas, with the passage of time and more warm bodies entering, it warmed to a comfortable temperature.
As long as I wore my coat.
While partying in the barn, I ran into the cutest cowboy ever, sipping on his giant ten gallon root beer float…made with fresh brewed root beer!
There was Karaoke…which would have been awesome, were it not for my extreme dislike of country music. Sitting in drafty barn for hours listening to country music with my kids? That’s true love right there, my friends.
I managed an almost family photo…Tilly is standing squarely behind Hezekiah and Tucker’s cowboy hats. And Mordecai? Well, he couldn’t manage to be in the picture because of the grave injustice in his life….Enoch didn’t have a cowboy hat to loan him, and that darn near ruined his entire night. Until he caught sight of his buddy, Bjorn and endless supply of Cheetos.
Big people, big problems, my friends.
And this little buckaroo? Sipping a root beer float? My heart is full…but not my stomach, because that was my float he was sipping…
Price of the barn party admission? One bag of candy.
Seeing your 15-year-old son with a stocking on his head? Priceless.
And Hezekiah??? Oh my, it is all too much. I can’t even tell you how much I love these people.
Said another way, instead of trick-or-treating, my poor children had to spend their night at the Barn Party.
Do you think they will ever forgive us?
Looks like a fun party! Where was Kalina?
Chuck has his arm around her in the family photo 🙂
I… totally thought that was you!
So much fun! I went to a barn dance once and all I remember is the cold. Kids don’t seem to notice though. 🙂