LIttle Boy OVERDOSE

A very happy boy who finally knows he 6!

Leany leany cake. Don't topple over before the party starts!

Lego box prop up to the rescue.

Yesterday was Carter's birthday party....not to be confused with his birth date. And even though he had a blast, there will NEVER again be a little boy party with 10 party goers in my house ever again. For one thing, my kids don't ever need that many gifts at one time again and for another thing, little boys are a whole new experience as far as birthday parties go. Girls.....girls will sit and play the planned party games. Yes, they'll squeal and such, but it is NOTHING like boys. I sure had my eyes opened!

Ten little boys, screaming, shouting, fighting, gun shooting, running, punching, jumping off the stairs, wrestling, ball throwing, tennis racket smacking, depantsing, throw in a pair of siblings squabbling, some tears, and a pouter who did his own thing, and you have Carter's party.

I tried to do organized games, but somehow every single one turned into "wrestle your neighbor and yell a primal scream at the top of your lungs". It was the most wild thing I have ever witnessed. At one point, I turned to my mom and said, "If someone doesn't leave here with a bloody nose or a broken arm, it'll be a miracle."

Look how red in the face they are. Man, they ran themselves ragged. The presents were a hit.

I almost hesitate to post this picture, but I honestly can NOT get over the gifts Carter received. Does this look like a toy store or what??!! Insane amount of goods. Even a $20 bill from one friend! I am such a cheap gift giver.

The rowdy crowd. They're a cute bunch, but from here on out, this mom can only handle a few of them together at a time.

Told you there would be a bloody nose. Poor little girl thought she could keep up with that many rough and tumble boys.

Blow out the candles, make a wish, and hope the next 15 minutes go by quickly until moms come to pick up the friends (well, that was my wish anyway, I doubt it was his).