On Saturday night, both my young’uns were invited to a disco party for an 11 year old friend. Juniper had a grand ol’ time to very loud music, bad acoustics in the boy scout hall, flashing lights, a smoke machine and flickering necklaces. My youngest wanted to have a good time but I think she was just too little to appreciate the loud chaos that erupted. Before we (the old farts) ducked out of the party with the little one and went for a nice dinner, I took a few snaps of the disco divas in action. They came out better than I expected.