Wyoming

So we are in WY for Aunt Vi's funeral on July 25. It was a nice service. She was 90 and the chapel was totally FILLED with family. We are a large bunch to say the least.
And I was lucky enough to experience Burlington's Pioneer Day celebration. Now I know Burlington Days has a very loyal and devout following of Moncur's who never miss a year. Therefore, I say this with the utmost respect: I have never spent 12 hours in that town of 299 and will likely never get that opportunity again if I can help it. However, the Parade was about 10 entries long and the kids got more candy than on Halloween. The program was full of talented people including a bag pipe Scotsman and Irish clogggers. Followed by lunch and a round of stick horse relay for the kids we were done by 1:30.

But lo, the much anticipated Burlington Dance was that night. Where all the dance partners are likely related, over 90 or under 5. We spent 6 hours anxiously awaiting the start of the dance. Some of us napped. Some went to see all 2 planes at the airport to pass off a merit badge 30 miles away. Some watered a duck and others climbed trees. It was a good thing we had fried chicken and brownies washed down by a slice of pizza to tied us over before the nights big festivities began (I lost track of my weight watchers points...I have a feeling I will have to run a long time on Monday!).

Finally when the excitement could no longer be contained we loaded up for the dance. There was the Virginia Reel, square dancing, country swing dancing and about a million kids running amok or twirling till they were about to puke. I had children in all categories. Carter is quite the dancer seeing as he has had a year of 5th grade PE to teach him all the old dances. Ethan, well 3 guesses what Ethan was doing. and Olivia was twirling her dress and falling down dizzy and loving it. It truly was day to remember. And most likely never to be repeated. Cara, I tag you on this one!