What a day. What a party. There are still pumpkin guts on (in) the rug. Enough eye of newt, cheesy large intestine, and litter box cake left in the refrigerator to feed a small ghoulish army. And priceless memories I hope last a lifetime. My final thought on the event: It's amazing just how quiet 22 children can be when they are working the clues on a treasure hunt.
My eldest lent me a camera. (smile) This photo is untouched. Taken under black light, with no flash on a point and shot.
Thanks to all the adults that stayed a pitched in. As you know, we couldn't have done it without you.
Till next year -- and the ear wax coated q-tips were a hit!
1 comment:
What time is dinner? Love, M
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