Now I know that the number "SIX" doesn't sound like a lot. Just half a dozen -- that's barely enough eggs for anyone, right? But six boys at a birthday party? Six seems like a lot more with a bunch of nine-year-olds (and a five-year-old brother who thinks he's nine).
We kept them busy with an "amazing race" adventure involving bikes and basketballs, rocket balloons and water balloons. Somehow, when boys are all in a bunch, it seems that the energy they generate expands exponentially.
Therefore, my BSM for the week captures the single moment they were still: when I lined them up execution-style, against the wall...
Notice the targets on the wall? The red detritus on the ground? Left over from water balloon target practice...ah, the joys of childhood.