The sign was on the door.
The room was decorated. (Alexander made the hot air balloon himself, and although we had made the planets over a year ago, we never hung them up, so Mr G decided to finally get them off the shelf)
The table was set.
The food was made.
The kids were blindfolded and armed with a bat.
They ran for the candy.
Even the youngest gave it her best.
The kids were sent home with smiles on their faces, a bike bag and a car to remember it by.
It was a fun day, but boy am I ready to relax with some fiber.
Happy Birthday, my little 6-year-old!!