So where was I? Oh, yes...I was off to eat cake and ice cream for my birthday, yesterday. No sooner had I gotten finished with the post, there was a knock at the door. It was one of my son's friends.
"Is it time to eat cake?" he asked.
"Why, yes it is," I said. "You're just in time." (Isn't it funny how kids have the uncanny ability to know when cake is served?)
We all sat down and had cake and ice cream.
After we were finished, the friend wanted to have a sleepover. My son did, too.
"Okay," I said. "We'll just make this a big party."
I made some popcorn while the kids had pillow fights. Then they chased the dog. Then they found some coon-skin caps and toy guns. They chased each other while the dog chased them. It was a regular three-ring circus.
When I finally got them settled down and tucked into bed, the buddy gave me a big grin. "I didn't know old people birthday parties could be so fun!"