Who's the pinata anyway?We went to cousin Mason's 1st birthday party this weekend. He is the 2nd of the 5 boys all born to the family in the last year or so. We all had a buggy time (bugs was the theme) featuring "bug juice" limeade, ants on a log (celery, cream cheese and raisins), and a caterpillar cake. The girls had a blast plating with cousin Jake (6-months their senior) and others and got high on way too-much candy from the pinata. This resulted in no one sleeping during the 1.5 hour ride home, including Baby Brother who continues to refuse to embrace the carseat, crying the whole way back. Poor little man had a sweaty head once finally "rescued" when we got home. Will he ever learn?
The "Man of the Hour"
