It's his birthday and I'll cry if I want to!

On Monday we celebrated Levi's 7th birthday.





Before the dinner of macaroni and cheese which he asked for, cake, ice cream, and festivities, Levi's happy day started with donuts early in the day at school and when he got home a day at "Randle's". "Hey Randle" he calls Kristen. "Hey Randle, thanks for letting me ride Sophie". Levi is the only one who can call her that.

Thank you G for taking such fun photo's and K for letting us spend the afternoon riding with you.




This was one gift that needed to be opened before the rest of the party could go on.




Not that we don't already have several of these lying around but with a house full of male natives they each think they need their own and Levi needed his own to participate........




in this! It isn't a proper birthday party around here unless you have one of these. Poor Mr. Short Shanks here is slightly disadvantaged I think. But only with the hitting part. When the goodies fall....he's closer in range thus walking away with a fairly fuller bag of candy then the other natives.



Brings new meaning to "Kung Foo Panda".



My baby girl knows what this is all about. No wimpy hitting from the side. She realizes that yes, she's holding a baseball bat but this is when good form becomes bad form. A karate chop down straight down does the most damage.




This would be where my SM jumps in and grabs the bat out of this natives hands deciding blindfolding the older natives, turning them in circles, only results in the natives hitting the wall and door jam instead of the pinata.

We believe in recycling around here. After the pinata is bashed to pieces we'll be taking what paper mache is left to patch up the walls.




The older the native the more handicaps they are given. This one had to be not only blind folded but on his knees.




This native is right handed so he had to use "only" his left hand, blind folded, and on his knees.......




And this native........speaks for itself!