Went to an 8th birthday party for the daughter of a good friend of mine. To say it was a new experience for me would be the understatement of the year. Nothing could have prepared me for the hyperactivity I found there.
Parents voraciously snapping photographs of their children who are stuffing whole cupcakes into their mouths. The birthday girl ripping the wrapping like a champion, and pausing less than a nanosecond to absorb what is inside of the package before throwing the gift to the ground. Hello Kitty take-home bags with enough sugar to fuel a small car.
It was pool party, no less, with the splashing, the screaming, the running, the dripping, the dunking. Oy! They're cute, but frankly it was the best form of birth control I know of.
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