Riding a 100 year old carousel, Cassandra had a ball. To be fair, I don’t think she really cared how old it was.
More of the family riding the carousel. Aunt Kristi, Uncle John, Aunt Diane, Uncle Bill, even Grandma and Papa rode the carousel. None of those pictures turned out well but if you need proof, I've got some bad pictures. (And by bad, I mean blurry from the motion of the carousel, the backs of peoples heads, even what looks like a good one of Papa except for the pillar covering his face.)
Cassandra monkeying around. (Thank you and I'm here all week.) I don't think she understood the monkey picture but was having fun just sticking her head through the hole in the wall. They also had a fun house mirror that Cassandra didn’t want to leave.