It takes a village....

This village, however,  tends to have men of a certain age, with nice haircuts and cashmere sweaters.  

Fred and Ron threw down last night with filet mignon, mashed taters, sauteed mushrooms and some lovely Malbec.  Before dinner, there was lots of baby holding and feeding.

Fred's cat, Bailey, was prowling around thinking those strange cat thoughts, but opted against sucking out Jackson's spirit through his nose.  Just in case, Mark kept an eye out for that cat throughout the night.

Thanks for dinner guys!