To the moon, and beyond

Today, eleven little space explores invaded our house to create some super duper astronaut bags,

search for moonrocks in a space capsule,


and of course, eat some birthday cake. In the process, they danced in Saturn's rings,


mashed pretzels into the rug, peed on the upstairs carpet, and slide gleefully across the living room floor into the corner of the wooden bench. Fortunately, no boo-boo pack was required.

All and all, a wonderful time was had by all under the age of seven, especially by the birthday boy.

May C remember this birthday party for years to come, because my nerves are shot and it may be the last party he gets...