Pappy's 90th

The reason we found ourselves in Eastland last month, which led to our three-week trip to Oma and Grumpa's was Pappy's--Michael's Great Grandfather--90th birthday party!


It was really very nice--held in a country club that had animal heads decorating every wall. Emerald proudly named every one "Goat!"


We had to leave very early--six thirty!--to get there on time. We rode with Grannymom and Daddad for part of the trip, then Emerald went and rode with Steve and Melisa. During the last 10 minutes of the trip, she gets sick all over herself and the carseat, poor dear. We aren't certain if it was car sickness or the terrible diaper rash that seemed to be hurting her so, but she was distraught until we got her all situated.


We enjoyed a nice chicken strips lunch and then met my dad so that we could go back with him to Tyler. We met a lot of very nice people, and wish Michael could have been there, but all in all, a lovely party!