My family loves to have a good time. It’s written all over our faces just a little to well in some places. I love my family. For Papaw’s 80th birthday a few years ago we decided to throw a big bash to ring it in. I was looking through some old photos and found these.

Drew Boo having a good time. The chocolate cake was good, at least according to him. He kept cracking himself up when he’d eat that creamy chocolate frosting. Until he got it all over his nose, then he really let loose with laughter.

Little Miss Whitney. Quite the handful and the one kiddo I had to keep from getting into the trash and eating all the cookies on the table. Pretty sure she had a blast hanging out with me cause I let her do whatever she wanted. Isn’t that what I’m supposed to do anyway?

Mom caught the photo of me conversing with my Great Uncle and Aunt. My Uncle is always haggling me about dating, boys and when I’m getting married. Hate to break it to him, but it’s 5 years later and I’m still single and still in school. Gotta graduate soon & find me a man!

I’ve had the camera in my face since I was a kid, so it was no surprise that I wasn’t looking at my Mom. Yeah. Nice. Uncle James was the only one paying attention in this photo.

Cousins! Having a photo op before the party really started.

Paps and his granddaughters. We’re the coolest!

I think it’s pretty obvious I come from a family of bird hunters. Now at almost 85, Paps still bird hunts.













