So, birthday's only happen once a year, right? It seems that my kids get to celebrate at least twice ... if not more, every year. No one to blame but us parents, I guess. Oh well. We enjoy spoiling them ... it's just the repercussions of being spoiled that test my patience from time to time. Anyway, my son spent the second part of his 'birthday' celebration with two of his friends (and me) at a Twins game. They lost. Big. No pictures. Depressing ballgame. But fun for the boys. Then we came back to our house for an evening of fun ... and a sleepover. I think there was a campfire in there, too, but who can tell?