Last week, The Boy turned 6. It was the best day of his life, until Saturday.
Just an old fashioned party. One kid for every year old. Have them over, feed them pizza and cake,
let them run around the house and rifle through the legos. Play a game or two, turn up the music if all else fails. Give them a balloon and some dinosaur cookies to go home with.
Eat remaining cake until you can't stand the sight of it anymore. Hope the left-over balloons will keep The Boy occupied for awhile,
So you can get back to seaming Arwen.