Week-end in Pendleton

When people visit our house, we make them forage for their own food.  We provide the mulberry tree, but then you're on your own.

And we don't even provide wipes to clean up.  Here's the hose, go for it.

And then the torture continues when I demand a group picture.  Immediately everyone starts plotting their escape route.

And you WILL smile, Henry.

And you must perform some kind of circus trick before you get any cake.  Fun day.  Maybe next time the lamp shade dancing family can come.