Son#2 turned 8 today.
Hiphiphurray, bucky.
Live Long and Prosper!
Everything he got was something Star Wars.
We are in phase, you see.
We ate cake for breakfast, then went to an indoor play center where the boys ran their hearts out for 5 hours straight.
Some conflict with Son#1 who simply cannot relinquish even a nanometer's worth of attention, even on a sibling's birthday.
The in-laws dropped by for more cake and Chinese take-aways.
Son#2 fell asleep next to me, as he did for the first good few years of his life, our little insomniac.
He is loved.
Tomorrow, a friend will drop by with her 2 quiet kids.
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