The French-themed food table, in honor of their family trip to Paris this summer.
This year, to help with the expenses Steve and Dee incur for this bash, the pottyhouses were paid for by corporate sponsorships. No one said this was a classy party!
This, however, was the classiest potty house I've ever seen. It was complete with lotion, wipes, air freshener, etc. Ladies only, please!
Uncle Scott came through again this year with the inflatable slide.
The crowd gathers under the shade tree to listen to the band.
Time to dig up the pig. A couple of nights before, a fire is burned in the pit and then the pig is put on top of the coals and buried. The heat from the coals and the earth cook the meat. Sunday evening it is uncovered, and we eat it.
There it is.
Katie and Eleanor hanging out around the campfire.