Today we celebrated my little girl’s sixth birthday. The party was at a skating rink. Everyone seemed to have fun. We had 10 adults and 11 children in all.

For those who enjoy drama, my first cousin, Trina, upset her sister, Kim, as we had parties scheduled at the exact same time. Given the choice of a party at someone’s house or at a skating rink, her little ones demanded to attend ours. When she called Kim to explain, she was hung up on. Calling again, Kim’s boyfriend answered the phone and started shouting. Distressed, Trina then called me to explain that she was obligated (by guilt) to attend her sisters party. I wasn’t upset at all and cooly reminded her that there will be more parties and not to worry, that I understood. We were not expecting them, but they did come after all. Trina said, “After I got off the phone with you, I told my husband that you guys were cool with it.” He said, “Well, there’s your answer right there. (implying they should come to ours)
Er, there’s a moral to this story somewhere. So, stay tuned; David (my son) said he wants his at the bowling ally in september.
They grow up fast. Don’t they?





