My darling daughter, Beckett (red and white stripes), turned six in August, but I was at sea, so we celebrated her birthday today with 12 of her classmates and friends. It was a loud, fun party, complete with a treasure hunt, limbo, and pizza.
My son, Emerson (forefront, blue-striped shirt), age 3, was an integral part of the celebration, until he retired to his (my) chambers to watch Cars for the eleventy-hundredth time.
I bought this to help the adults wind down after the kid’s party. It’s working well.
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