Grandpa turns 65!

For my dad's 65th birthday this year, my mom decided we should celebrate at White Fence Farm, which is a restaurant/working farm/tourist attraction. Basically, it's like Wall Drug meets Cracker Barrel, except bigger. So in other words, awesome.

I spy with my little eye, three little toe-heads. 

 I'm pretty sure White Fence Farm was my dad's first choice of places to celebrate his birthday. At least it looks that way.

I guess we thought the best place to take a photo of my fabulous parents was in front of the Family Restroom, obviously.

Selfie going on our third hour. This is what Gilby's face looks like when he can't contain his excitement. He told me he wants to go back to celebrate his 40th this year. 

I'm kidding, it wasn't that bad...just a funny experience. The kids did love it and it provided hours of birthday fun. After leaving "the farm," we went to my parents for some yummy pie and presents. When we were getting in our separate cars, Ryker turned to Grandma and asked, "Are you going to the party, Grandma?" 

Happy 65th Birthday, Dad! We love you soooo much!