Sadly, if you've been waiting around for the next big party, I can't help you out.
Instead of a huge shindig, each kid got a birthday gift from mom and dad and a glorified playdate.
Parties are so much work right?
Or am I just getting old?
To start the day off on a really healthy foot we began with doughnuts.
(surprise, surprise)
And then we moved to presents.
The Pirate got this (click image link):
The Pixie got this (click image link):
And both items were a huge hit.
Then we invited the hooligans friends over to hooliganize in our yard.
Except The Pixie's girlfriend took one look at the testosterone
filled driveway and opted to play girl stuff inside.
Finally, around dinner time, in a rather unsurprising move, they both turned seven.