A real one, like when I was a kid. At Zach’s party last night, the parents went all out turning their garage into a haunted house/maze, complete with hidden bowls of spaghetti (guts) and peppers (ears), strobe lights, monsters, smoke, music. It was totally cool. Just the night before I was talking to somebody about how nobody did that kind of thing anymore.

He had a good time, and ate too much candy. A perfect party.

Another party this afternoon - that’s 4 days in a row if you’re keeping track. I don’t know if I can do it anymore! I’m tired. This one will have a bounce house and pony rides, so it will be hard to talk the kids out of.

I’ll keep you posted …

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BARBARA!!! Hope you’re having a good one. :-)