The instructions for his 12th birthday party were clear. All guys, only girls he's related to i.e. mom and sisters, chocolate cake with chocolate frosting (homemade of course), mini hamburgers, homemade steak fries and all the bonding that 5 12 year old boys could muster in a sleepover.

Somewhere in all of this I became the only girl and I was completely out numbered and then boys do what boys do best, they forgot about me and became completely silly. I became the observer. I pulled out my camera and started taking photos. Watching all the while as they began to do sillier and sillier things.

The worst of them was the man I'm married to aka sack head.
 

As the boys looked on, one can tell that the guy wearing the sack on his head was thoroughly proud of himself. "What are you looking at?" He would ask them.

 
Yea Mahdi, they're looking at you. You sir, are a wonderment.

 
 
"Valli, look at O's dad!"

Yep, I got his picture right here.

 
The rest of the evening can be summed up like this: Food, Guitar Hero, Legos, Nerf Guns,Boingo, and a surprise visit from Mimi. She came in from university for this festive occasion.  With all of this frivolity, I had to have a little of my own fun. The Cake!

 
 
So now 12 year old "O" is blowing out the candles on his cake, that is until they lit up again.

 
This greatly amused me and them too.

 
Happy Birthday Opie and Many Happy Returns! Mwah! Love you.