Birthday bonanza

Ivan and Annie are four! The kids begged (and begged, and begged) for a party at a local bouncy-house center. We finally relented, and I have to admit, it was fabulous--by the end, the place was trashed, the 25 kids were exhausted, and Steve and I . . . just walked out the door. Some guy loaded the presents in the car and we were off! HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.

Before that, though, we had tons of fun. Here are the kids, lined up and ready to charge.



OMG crazy fun!



My bestie, getting in on the action:



Annie had to be saved from this contraption only five or six times.



Who is that handsome fellow? No, the other one.



So. Many. Children.



After bouncing came pizza . . . .



And more pizza . . . .



And then cake!



Happy birthday, dear babies. Your momma loves you so, so much.