The Wild, Wild West...
Last week, because of how well my parents have been behaving, I took them to an old wild west town. I was really excited to go - can't you tell???

First, we took in a deadly gun-fight.

Then we met a very big man with a very small head.


Then, Dad decided that it was a good time for he and I to discuss at what age I would be allowed to start dating and what kind of clothes I would be allowed to wear. He seemed different in that conversation. Quite honestly, it was kind of freaking me out.

First, we took in a deadly gun-fight.

Then we met a very big man with a very small head.


Then, Dad decided that it was a good time for he and I to discuss at what age I would be allowed to start dating and what kind of clothes I would be allowed to wear. He seemed different in that conversation. Quite honestly, it was kind of freaking me out.

1 Comments:
WAY TOO CUTE! Colette, you can feel privileged that your daddy will even talk about a dating age. When Mommy was little-so VERY long ago- her daddy only talked about her 'entering the convent' age!
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