At this point, we are just all out front hanging out in our prairie clothes. Just hangin', her not knowin' what's comin' round the bend.
Here, she has just seen the horse and wagon. 
The first ride.
Dresses and bonnets.
My child, the one who always has to be different, is the only cowgirl; she's here with Ana, the beautiful prairie child. 
It was impossible to get a good group picture of Granny with all her Great-Grands. This one is the best one I could manage! 
Luke was enjoying time with boys. Something he doesn't get too often. With them, pushing is actually cool, not a cardinal sin.
We made her pose for pictures. Is she not the cutest thing? And, seriously, does she not have the most amazing 97 year old smile you've EVER seen? EVER? 
Maggie loved it too. It was so cute to see 97 and 1 riding together in the front seat.
We gots lots of neighbors coming out and taking pictures. Some folks taking pics with their cell phones from their cars. It's just not everyday you see a covered wagon on the city streets. 
Success! She loved it.
Her sense of humor is better than mine. As someone carefully helped her off the wagon at the end of the night, she looked at me and complained, "They treat me like I'm 97 years old!!" Happy Birthday, my Granny. I love you.For more on Granny's life in the old days, click here.
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