Calvin turns 3 (Piñatas after dark)

Never let sunset stop you from taking your family out into the yard, standing in a small circle in the dark and swinging wildly at a moving object with a baseball bat. It's an especially good idea if one of you is wearing a body cast.

This seemed the perfect party activity for Calvin. He needed help scooping the candy off the grass (and even the three kids doing that were aided by flashlights) but we found joy in the simple pleasures: a foam baseball bat, a paper mache fire-engine, and the pent up frustrations of three weeks in a spica cast to expend.

Followed by pizza, cake, loud singing, and a long Hot Wheels car race, rigged so Calvin could win.  Pa Skip and Nanu, Uncle Hank, Auntie Rebecca and the girls were all here to help celebrate. And Calvin presided happily from chair (secured by cargo strap) and bean-bag. Low Lord of the Manor.

Happy birthday my ferocious and willful and dear little son! We love you.