So: we figure that over the course of the afternoon we had 75-80 people in our house...including small children (who adored Emily), pubescent children (of which there must have been more than a dozen, coursing through the house like crazy teenagers), parents of pubescent children, and adult invitees. The foot was (mostly) consumed, and as usual we wound up with far more wine than we started out with. We are left with hard cider (which we will drink) and no beer (which we mostly won't). My birthday cake (of which I will post a photo) was a hit. Emily, who tried very hard to be winsome and have people feed her, was cuddled and admired by many.
And now it is 9:30 and we've cleaned the house and put the trash out and the girls are in bed (!) and the dog is utterly exhausted. It was a swell party, and a good birthday, and I am utterly wrung out. Night, all.
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