We went to a spate of birthday parties in the past few months. (Henry has one coming up, himself!) One of the more recent parties was Cars-themed, which Emma loved.
The unquestioned hit of the party was the cotton candy. All of the kids gorged themselves on the brightly-colored treat. Afterward, their veins coursing with sugar, the children burned themselves out on the playground.
A few observations from this photo set:
- Emma can swing frighteningly high these days.
I can understand now how my parents felt when Paul and I did fun things (read: stupid) like running across the tops of the monkey bars or leaping from the swing at apex. - Henry’s cracked tooth is kinda cute in a twisted-sort-of way.
- Henry isn’t really poking the dog in the eye. Honest!
