My "baby" turned 8 this last week. I can hardly believe it's been 8 years already. He really wanted to have his party at a gym where they
screw you throw birthday parties for children.
He decided mid week that he would like to have a football cake. That brown smudge is, absolutely not a place I dropped icing, it's a spot where a football players cleat ripped the turf.
The birthday boy getting ready to run.
This is how most of the pics turned out that I took. Blurred! Either from the constant motions of the kids or from my lack of camera skills.
Here are quite a few of the kids "stuck" in the foam block pit.
Fun was had by all. Even a Daddy had some fun!
3 comments:
What a wonderful party!
He will be in college before you know it.
Good gravy girl, you sure do know how to throw a party! And that cake? See....I still think you're a domestic goddess! ;)
Yes, she IS a Domestic Goddess! ;-)
It was a wonderful party, too bad our boys have to age to get us all together. P was soooo right ...
Had a great time!
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