party party party

Recently, Scott very eloquently ranted about our mutual disdain for indulgent children-spoilers. The pic shows the work of the face-painter, who was competing for attention with the clown, four activities tables, balloon boxing, hotdoghambugerveggieburgerpizza food frenzy.

So as not to get a nose-bleed from my soapbox, I'll hop down to say that the family that threw the party is just impossibly nice, gracious and genuine. The little boy who is Sam's friend is really the boy Sam talks about most from school. I'm glad we went and got a chance to just play with his little buddies. In the end, no harm done in an elaborate party and how stinkin' cute is my little tiger?!