Eight Years And Counting

My daughter’s eighth Birthday is this week. We had her Birthday party this weekend to avoid to Dream Cruise craziness. Six girls stayed overnight. We went to the pool, had pizza, cake and ice cream (with the new fish protein!), opened presents, played Bingo and Twister. Then they went to bed… And talked.. And argued.. And cried.. And laughed.. And talked some more.. I gave up at 12. The Wife gave up at 1. I honestly have no idea when they finally collapsed. I just knew I was back up at 6 to make bacon and waffles. Oh, and I broke the waffle maker. I’m glad you’re only eight once, because I am only human. Next birthday: Space Camp. Pictures of the festivities are here.



August 14th, 2006 at 9:49 am
I want to go to Space Camp!
August 15th, 2006 at 10:40 am
Wow. I’d lost track I guess. I didn’t think she was eight!