The Man of the Hour

Today after school got out at 11:30am, we invited the class upstairs for pizza and cake and ice cream for Oliver's birthday. The kids had a great time running around like crazy people. And though I had to field another interrogation about the size of my family from one of the parents, and 3 of the kids speak little to no English so directing them was a bit of an issue (luckily their teacher was there to help!), and twice as many kids came as RSVP'd, we really enjoyed ourselves.

Here is the picture I took of Oliver with his class...



and this was the second take in case the first one wasn't a good one...



and the proud owner of one new rocketship...