We even had a sheriff, just in case anyone got out of hand. Trust me, nobody wanted to mess with this guy! I mean if the cap gun or plastic handcuffs weren't enough to scare you straight, that peel-n-stick mustache surely would. More Groucho Marx than cowboy. LOL!
The Chuck Wagon (aka eight foot fold-up table) was full of yummy snacks, including some deLISHous chocolate and peanut butter cupcakes from the new bakery down the road. Having cupcakes was SO much easier to serve! And I loved how they looked with the little sheriff's badges on top.
We had a few games. The kids' favorite was definitely panning for gold, a bunch of spray-painted rocks at the bottom of a storage box filled with sand.
A few outlaw friends came by. The one in the blue shirt kept giving me the stink eye every time I pulled out the camera. He was taking his part pretty seriously. SO cute! Oh and there was also a crazy uncle in the mix. That one kept stealing the kids' pistols. I had to sick the sheriff on him a couple of times.
After cupcakes and root beer and a couple of hours of running around the backyard, I ran all the outlaws out of town and threw these two in jail.
We had a great time! And all the planning and preparing kept me from thinking too much about how my baby boy is FIVE. Not happy about that. At. All.
Have a great weekend!