Birthday Beer, Wine, and Spit

Luke had his birthday party yesterday at the bowling alley. Somebody shoot me. All I could keep saying was, "I hate birthday parties. I hate birthday parties." The boys were uncontrollable. I kept hoping their first grade teacher would show up and whip them all into shape. Instead, I self-medicated with beer and wine. Chuck, on the other hand, is sure to require antibiotics in approximately 48 hours because after all the kids had left the pizza room, he helped himself to the leftover soda, only to be informed that the hostess had poured all the leftover cups in the pitcher he was drinking out of. So basically fourteen 7-year old kids spit in his mouth. I guarantee you, I have not kissed him since he revealed this information. Yuck.