




Yesterday was the big party for the kids. It was a beautiful day (a little wind now and then) and we had a great turn out, though Ashley is disappointed that possibly less than 100 people showed up. We served a nice lunch of pulled pork sandwiches, grapes, strawberries, chips, a relish tray, propel, chocolate milk, and of course, the cookie bar. The kids had a great time on the swings, in the playhouse and digging in my fresh laid mulch. Which caused me no small amount of discomfort to watch people walk over it. I'm such an old man.