More reporting from the trenches...

It's 9:56 pm and I can find all of the boys but one. I think that's pretty good, I just hate that the one friend who reads this won't have a son anymore (sorry, Snoa).

We survived pizza, cake and ice cream and presents. The boys ran around outside until it was too dark to see (and even a little longer). Ike hurt one (sorry again, Snoa), but for the most part it was a good time.

It's 9:58 pm and now they're ALL settled in their sleeping bags (whew, no worries, Snoa). They're watching X-Men and will hopefully be lulled to sleep by all the mutant violence...

Ike delivers pizza. Thank God for Ike...
Boys before cake. As Ike pointed out, who was the idiot who started this tradition? Get a bunch of kids together, give them too much sugar, then let them go wild??
Boys with Wall-E masks.
Jake's job for the next week is to feed our neighbor's fish twice a day. We all took a field trip over and it went just fine, despite Ike's misgivings...
See his misgivings?

Boys just aren't boys without a small arsenal.

Jeremiah lost a tooth (it was loose before he got here, I swear). Umm...does the Tooth Fairy have to visit here or does she wait until he gets home??