Bill's 40th Birthday Party/New Years Eve Weekend

This was part of the gang who gathered to help Bill celebrate his big 40th b-day. Bill turning 40 is more shocking than any of the birthdays that have passed for me; it seems just a whort while ago that Bill, then 16, was driving us around in his station wagon encouraging us to go ahead and shoot those bottle rockets out of the back window at cars following behind us. (Which we did, all 4 sisters lined up against the way back door lighting and expelling explosive objects out of a moving vehicle. It was the 4th of July, after all.) Bill was the leader of all things wild and unpredictable and him turning 40 is a bit unnerving. Not because he isn't great at 40, but because nothing so far has made me feel that getting older is inevitable than this one birthday. But that aside, it was a fun 3 day event in Branson. We did what my family does best, which is talk, talk, and talk some more.