Evangeline finally had her birthday party, and we invited the usual people.

A gang of seven kids in elementary school and the sixth grade, plus a three year old. They ran around screaming, climbed trees, hid, blew things up with vinegar and baking soda, sloshed around colored soapy milk, and eventually smashed a pumpkin. What, isn't that what all seven year olds do at their birthday party, smash a pumpkin on the ground? Cleaned it up, but I bet the squirrels were happy later that night!

The next person who asks about this sort of thing being a "boy" thing is getting a smack from me, or, if I'm not around, somebody else in the same state/country. Why don't people pay better attention?