There was once a December day where many three generations gathered to celebrate two special boys, J2 and J4. They were both born Thanksgiving weekend, but with everyone traveling this year the party was a weekend later. There were balloons to punch and books to read and snow in the yard begging to be rolled up into snowmen. J4 had fun watching the snowman building from the comfort of the living room while he strummed a guitar. Then our two boys armed with their sweet tooth blew out flames and dug in to their gooey confections of brownies and muffins and cupcakes with frosting. Right before the party ended, gifts were opened and played with and packed up to go home. It was a splendid day celebrating these two little boys so greatly loved.