A couple of Sundays back I had the opportunity to spend sometime with me nieces. It was Betsy’s birthday party, she is six now and quite the comic… Sadly though, I had to work at the police department so my time here ended up being shorter than I had originally hope for.
Some of the photo’s may be a bit blurred as the action was fast and furious, seems that when you’re the center of attention the demands of the job requires one to be of stout heart as you have places to go and people to see… 😉
While Betsy and her cousin Kiefer teamed up on the table, Debbie and her boy-friend (in the gray & orange tee-shirt) watched from the side-lines. Eight and she’s ready to date! Actually, they’re already married on mine quest. Kids are definitely growing up fast these days. Though oddly enough this strapping young fellow isn’t named Henry, so I guess he safe (all of her previous crushes involved guys named Henry). The rest of the kids whose names I mostly don’t know, were a combination of school friends and the children of friends of their mom & dad.
With a gaggle of kids outside pressing the swing-set to its limits the rest of them gathered in the basement for the entertainments it provides…
I mostly hung out up stairs with the other adults except for this exploratory mission to the basement. There has been a lot of conjecturing about what was going on but most of the adults were willing to stay safely upstairs using the study wood floors as a sound buffer from the squeaks, cheers and other raucous sounds emanating from below. I however having little common sense opted to brave the lower levels in search of interesting things to photograph and to perhaps become mixed up in… 😉
However, children’s birthdays are just that a time for kids to play and the adults are left to live vicariously through them, if even for a short time. So I contented myself knowing that my nieces (especially the birthday girl) and their friends were having a blast. I stayed downstairs for a short while ever cognoscenti that my time there was short for duty called and I would be spending the bulk of the evening assisting in the efforts to keep people safe from the blending of criminals seeking to cause them harm.
As it was getting close to my time to leave I headed back upstairs to grab a quick bite and a sup before work. Knowing was leaving soon my sister got the food laid out upstairs before I left, and soon the party goers were immersing themselves in the offerings of Italian beef, sausages, and a myriad of salads.
After a modest repast, I gathered up my belongings and headed off to work. It was a slow night, always a good thing in law enforcement, for most people a boring uninteresting day at work can seem tedious, however, for the police slow is viewed with cautious optimism until the end of shift.
The next couple of photos were taken by my sister after I left as the cake was finally brought out…
The poor “Hello Kitty” cake didn’t stand a chance the hungry celebrants eagerly devoured most of the ring of cupcakes and more than half the sheet and they refueled their sugar laden revelry. This photos were taken the day after when other business brought me back by my sister’s house…