Yesterday was Son #4's birthday, and the annual Celtic Festival. I brought my camera but didn't get the urge to take any photos. Had a good time, bought the boys weapons and fed everyone cake, and listened to Scotland the Brave until even I kind of wished the bagpipers would learn something else. Waterloo, maybe, or Rebel Yell.
We all got sunburns, but since I wear sunscreen all the time mine is just that little bit of pink across the nose. The perfect opener to summer. I think it's gonna be a good one.