Seventh Birthday

Mr. Boy got up a little earlier than usual and opened his presents, finding among other things an acoustic mandolin instead of the electric guitar he has been pining for. Took it with grace. Strummed a little. We figure if he’s willing to learn this one, he can graduate to an acoustic guitar and thence to an electric. Meanwhile, the new Batman and Harry Potter computer games are getting a workout. Later today Mom will take him to Sports Authority to get an aluminum bat and a carrying bag for his bat and other baseball equipment. Tonight, after Muckdogs practice at 5 p.m. is his first sleepover, here, with a friend. We are braced for a late night of chatter and shrieks. They’ll go together tomorrow to Mr. B.’s afternoon party with his friends at Inflatable Wonderland.

UPDATE  The sleepover went reasonably well with no effusion of blood. The party likewise although Mr. B. got "rug burn" on his elbows from one of the slides. Another year older and deeper in debt. Us in debt, not him. He’s actually cleaning up thanks to having a retired dad on social security.