Aidenís permanent floating birthday tour reached its pinnacle yesterday with a massive party of friends, family and more food than all of the friends and family of everyone who was there could eat in a week to ten days. David went all out for his favorite six-year-old, and the six-year-old responded by taking it all in and dazzling the multitudes.
To be honest, I didnít see much of him. I got a hug when we got there, and another when we left, and a big smile when he opened the Darth Vader TIE Fighter Star Wars Lego set I got him (because thatís what he wanted, and it wasnít the only Star Wars Lego set he got but it was the only Darth Vader TIE Fighter set he got, so thereís that). I saw a little more of Kylie, because every so often she ran out of other people to talk to and, well, there I was.
Itís hard for me to judge, not being a party animal myself, but it seemed to be a success. There were people of all ages and everyone was on good behavior, more or less. It reminded me (somewhat, not exactly) of the parties we used to have every June for Davidís birthday, when he was growing up in that same house. He canít have forgotten those days, and chances are that Aiden will remember his as well.
And he will get a lot of use out of the ton of presents he opened, especially the new bike his dad gave him. I expect he will be riding madly around the neighborhood any day now. Thatís good practice, because heís only ten years away from getting his driverís license.