We made pigs of ourselves...

at Farrell's. My dad remembered going to Farrell's as a kid. He and my mom came down to visit a week ago and treated us. The ice cream is by no means amazing, but there is a really fun vibe and atmosphere. The people working there keep up such a high energy and get the crowd into it. They had us all stand up and sing a little song about us being Pigs. Well my dad and I sang. Oma and the girls got a little stage fright I think. I was really surprised that Big Sis didn't have a stomach ache that night.