How to know if party is a success...

So, my almost 10 year old wants a party. No problem, I am not a creative person but I do know how to use Google to get ideas. I am not worried.
Day of party comes. Can't be on actual Bday because of a scheduling conflict. (That never crossed my mind that there would be 'scheduling conflicts' on birthdays when this little guy showed up and scared all of us while we fell in love with him ten years ago).
All the boys show up, doesn't even cross our minds to invite girls because we are unaware that girls exsist, and the party starts.
Mom is armed with party games etc. I think that all goes well. Then party is technically over. It is the time on the invitation which states party will be over. However,...no one will go home, but there is a long line to use the phone to see if each little man can stay longer. The party Mom and Dad go to porch to rest because we are pooped. I question my sweetheart about how he thinks the party went, he says..."kind of lame".
I suppose one should never ask a 37 year old if he enjoyed a 10 year old birthday party.
(I'm going to side with the lingering party goers that it indeed was NOT a lame party.)

First Day of School Pictures

What a week.

Just got home from Youth Conference. It was a very good experience for the youth and a tiring experience for the leaders. (I would take girl's camp for an entire summer over camping with BOYS and GIRLS) I spent many nights searching for adventurous girls. I am now going to offer a deep felt and sincere apology to the leaders of my past who put up with my less than stellar behavior during my own summer adventures.

I have enjoyed a LONG shower and am now going to sit down and watch a movie with the boys that they are excited about sharing with me. Then, when hubby gets home I'm going to go on a hot date (probably Cafe Rio because we are just that adventurous) and if all goes well I will sleep at LEAST a solid 10 hours. Wish me luck!

Camping

We just got back from camping with friends, the trip that we all waited for all summer. This was going to be the best week ever!
Good News: Vacation over.
Bad News: Never mind...it makes me look like a negative person.
(Side note...still have great friends and we will try again next year for the best camping trip ever.)

First tooth

When H was our only one I remember fretting and living through the cranky child while his first tooth came in. It consumed a great deal of my time and energy to 'worry' that tooth in. Each boys milestones which followed were also good but I forgot to spend as much time contemplating the passing of time that each one signified. However...my baby, D lost his first tooth yesterday and I almost cried! (Normally not an emotional girl over such things) He isn't even in kindergarten for another couple weeks. No more babies at this house.
He took it better than Mommy. He asked to tell Vorwaller and when he got on the phone with her he told her about the tooth and asked for a cake. (I'm guessing as a reward for being able to loose body parts, who knows why one needs a cake for such an occasion.) Much more appealing than the phone call to Grandad where he became graphic in his detail about the bloody tissue hanging from his mouth. No, he wasn't as emotional as Mommy.