Then me. I was sick and writing my book - but we still got a night out together - a nap, a movie and a quiet house was how I rocked in my 37th year.
Then it was Avery - who seemed neutral on the birthday front. But we had a Kung Fu cake (which actually looked cool but I didn't take a picture) and had lurid and vaguely frightening bright icing. There were balloons and the nice thing about our street is that's its an instant party.
In between that, lots of other kids parties as well - Fort York, making pizza and so on.
Pizza party |
Seth's dream realized: Jabbas Palace. Later destroyed. R crushed as hours of work -gone. |
Cake on street |
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