To mitigate the pain of summer ended we planned and executed a pie fight. Who in the world could be sad with a day that ended in a whip cream war?
We invited friends for more targets. The first to get pied.
Emma and friend loving it.
Happy to get pasted.
Emma running down neighbors with a can of whipped cream.
Taran, on the other hand, didn't do a lot of running.
Taran's buddy licks himself clean.
Enoch insisted on a shield.
Calvin used his nose.
Altogether in the end: Make pie not war.
Of course we were left with quite a mess. Taran was more than happy to help hose it down.
Emma and her friends helped to.