Today was the birthday party for our newest 4-year-old, and it's all a blur.
One thing on the agenda which we didn't get to was tape the flame on the rocket-
but there was still lots of cake, friends and presents to go around.
We almost forgot to give the big boy one present, a walkie talkie set.
I spent the last 30 minutes listening to conversations like this-
"Dada, Dada, do you read me?" "Yes, I read you" "Dada, I love you, over"