Par-tays

Last night my son had a sleepover for his birthday. He invited five friends. (Four of them are welcome back.) That left me with 6 little boys at my house. It was too cold to play outside and the snow missed us, so sledding was out. Instead, we went to the rec center. This place is really cool. Here's a picture of The Boy at the pool yesterday.

Here is the whole group of them in the concession area.

Swimming makes kids HUNGRY. After they filled up on snacks at the pool, they ate granola bars in the car on the drive home. Then when we got home we made individual pizzas. I had all the ingredients sitting out and they each built their own to order. After that they had cake and ice cream. Then they snacked the rest of the evening. They were like a swarm of locusts. Luckily I've had this same experience with my older kids, so I had enough food on hand. If I hadn't, I'm pretty sure one of the dogs would have been sacrificed.

The night before this, we just had my older kids over for cake. Here are shots of that. This first one is my oldest son making sure we all know that this is the coolest party he's ever been to. Poor guy.

And this is my daughter showing off the belly which will one day be grandbaby number two. Wait. That doesn't sound right! I'm sensing the creation of a nickname!!

I bet you guys wake up every morning and think, "No matter how bad my life is, at least I wasn't born into THAT family."

Here's your funny Mister comment for the day. I've been feeling poorly lately. I joked that I was going to get on mayoclinic.com and see if I have a brain tumor. He said, "Don't worry. If you have a brain tumor, I'll get on surgery.com and learn how to take it out."

I'm done for now. You can go on about your business.