We crashed a neighborhood block party today. These people have raised the bar way too high on block parties - moon bounce, sno-cone machine, slip-n-slide, face painter, balloon artist!
I've always thought slip-n-slides should be called slip-n-break-a-wrists.
Hurricane Irene wasn't going to stop the first day or school (nor was the lack of power, a bath or haircut, or the cold sores on Lily's lip). Sounds like the day went well - haven't gotten the full report yet.