We have an "outlaw" living among us.
And it's my Grandma.
She and the kids were having so much fun this particular day.
Maggie had dressed up as a sheriff and was protecting her town.
Then came along "an outlaw".
(Weston had given Grandma a gun)
Grandma and Maggie had a shootout.
And then another and another and another.
The other children took their turns.
Everyone was laughing.
It was a good time for all.
And my sweet Grandma was a good sport.