End of Summer Bash

Shane's preschool friends threw an end of summer bash Saturday. 

"We're sorry about the late notice..."

No need to apologize. Shane and I were there. I hoped someone would invite people over. Our house isn't conducive to large parties due to parking and plague problems. We'd all be stomping right over Nova's head and while the cul-de-sac is great, it's not a big yard.

Hayden's family had a great yard.

They moved in July. The new house had three acres for the kids to run all over.

And there were a lot of kids. Hayden's big brother, Harrison, had invited over a bunch of his old kindergarten class mates, too. There was a lot going on.

Including dancing.

The kids were in and out and out and in. There were enough adults around that there was plenty of coverage. They kids got along fantastically.

Hayden was all about silly. "Shane! Do you want to be a monster and chase me!?"

When Shane got off him, Hayden laughed, made a face, and said, "Shane's a monster!"

The day ended with boys sharing tunnels together. If there would have been a time for a squabble, it would have been when all the boys were overtired and trying to co-inhabit a tunnel turned sideways.

Nope. They still got along.

"Daddy! Can I come back again! I want to live here forever!"

"If they invite you back."

"Hayden! Can you invite me back?"