Nine Pounds

Western Days was today. For a small town, there sure are a lot of folks that turn out. We were there early enough to get our usual place and save some room for our friends.

Now this is where the blog splits into good news and bad news. The bad news is that NONE of our friends showed up. I haven't counted all the possibilities, and maybe they were there but just in a different spot, but we ended up being alone in our spot.

The good news is that we bagged all the candy thrown our way. I had to force Little Lion to pick up candy. It was everywhere, every kind, all over! Little Lion got his bag, Little Pumpkin got one sucker and you'd have thought she was set for life. I started stuffing candy into her bag. People stopped throwing candy because there was so much on the ground, I couldn't keep up. The people next to us started stuffing candy in Little Lion's bag too (she actually kept all the Hershey's Bars!) Little pumpkin just sat in her chair, oblivious, gnawing on her sucker.

When we got home I weighed the days take. Nine pounds. Hope your evening is as great as ours is going to be!