She agreed to brave the chilly and drizzly evening along with the blood thirsty mosquitos just to make me happy, oh and to bargain for candy.
And I'm sure glad I agreed to her deal. She really was a good sport.
This is the daughter we often refer to as Pig-Pen. Like the Peanuts character, she's usually just a filthy mess.
But my beautiful little tomboy sure does clean up well when she wants to.
Until the next time. . . .