I still had to do dishes and pick up and all that other mom stuff one can't avoid, but told everyone I was not cooking. Have peanut butter and jelly. And I made myself a quiche. :)
My family has started a summer tradition of Wednesday Family Picnics at the Park. So conveniently located across the street from my house. It's become a bi-monthly thing, sorta. My mom and dad, my brothers and wife, and all our kids. (Hubba Hubba's at work. :C ) No one cleans house, we all bring something. Kids play, we sit. They're entertained, we're entertained. It's a match made in... Good Thunder.
My mom brought the birthday fun (except forgot the plates and napkins, oops). This included a pinata (sorry, I don't know how to type that with a tilde) with candy, paddle balls, and big, festive tissue paper flowers that she made. We had fajitas, margaritas, cake and ice cream. It was great. Very festive, and all had a blast.
After that was all done, we headed back to my house so she could check out what's been keeping me busy* (more on that another post), and we had some girly fun and silliness.
Grandma took the pictures while Mama Monkey got silly with all her girls. Beautiful One was having so much fun, that of coarse her little sisters wanted to join in. I have a feeling those flowers will be rather tattered by the end of the day tomorrow.