Vince’s birthday party extravaganza is happening tomorrow so we picked up an ice cream cake for him on our date tonight. How did Vince get to be 12? Everything is happening too quickly…
So for the party, a handful of boys are going to walk home from school. Jeremy and I have to be in different parts of town and we are going to do our best to beat the boys to the front door. We’ll have backup at the house, but I’m a little nervous to leave the backup defenseless for too long against the onset of a bunch of sugared up preteen boys.
One thought on “Ice cream cake.”
Wow, you are brave. I was traumatized by having eleven five-year-old girls in our house, even though they were totally engrossed in stickers and markers and jelly pens.