the invitation:
the cake-baking session:
the party favors:
the fresh bit of snow:
the appropriate Hobbit-style food:
the 11 4th-graders:
the boundary line:
and the game.
the little brother guarding his flag:
and the big brother (and birthday boy) playing with all he had:
the reward of a hot meal:
and a birthday cake (plus gluten free cupcakes):
I've never had that many 9 and 10 year old boys in my house. Nor have I spent that much time with 9 and 10 year old boys. Whew. That's some energy. They hollered, they wrestled, they fought, they cheered, they ate beef jerky and hot dogs and sausages and cheese like nobody's business. They stormed my house and pounded the table for more ice-cream. They sang happy birthday at the top of their lungs. And they celebrated my son in the most rowdy and boy-happy fashion I could imagine. And he loved it.

It looks like it was SUCH a fantastic birthday party ... makes me wish I was a ten year old boy so I could have participated in the fun!! :)
Posted by: Genny | December 19, 2011 at 09:31 AM