Party of Champions

The sun shone early on our sabbath day and we enjoyed once again filling multiple rows at church with family. After church and into the night we celebrated the Party of Champions - which was the name given the affair by our master of language and all things entertaining - Peter.

There was the fashionista.

There was gaming.

There were phone calls to be made.

There were fireworks

There were fireflies being caught

There were oohs and aahs.

There was chill-laxing.

And there was food. A feast of plank grilled salmon and all those things that should go with it. What a delightful weekend of gathering and fun.

Home is where the heart is

and this weekend has indeed been a Party of Champions