I told him he needed to make a wish before he blew out the candle. He's finally big enough to understand what that means. He thought for a few seconds. People were calling out. "Close your eyes! Don't tell what you wished for!" and other very important tips for wish-making. He took their advice seriously; he closed his eyes and didn't tell his wish. So sweet.
Toward the end of the gift-opening, he opened a present - a three-pack of Nerf hand-guns and extra ammo. Ugh. I know they aren't real, but he has a hard time understanding what is real, so the rule is no guns for him. I kept my mouth shut until one of the teens at the party pointed one at my face and pulled the trigger.
Everyone left shortly after that....
Before bed, my little guy screwed up his face and said, "I can't believe she gave my brother a Nerf gun."
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I want to say thank you to everyone that has visited and especially those of you that have left comments lately. You all are amazingly supportive, and I am acutely aware of how lucky I am to have bumped into you.
I've been having a hard time getting around to everyone and replying. I'm not sure if that's going to get better any time soon. Something seems to be wrong with the space-time-continuum (if that's the correct phrase) - the hours seem to be shrinking exponentially.
Maybe that's how the world will end in December - time will speed up so much that we will literally run out of time.