The boys' birthday parties seem to be getting more low-key as they get older. Or maybe we're just in the lull between the chaotic shriek-fest parties of childhood and the parents-are-out-of-town booze fests of the high school years.
This year it was basically a living room full of pre-teens playing "Rock Band" on the Wii for three hours, punctuated by pizza and cake.
Well, it wasn't all pre-teens.
Jennifer got the party rocking with her rendition of "We Got the Beat."
Bailey turned it up to 11 with his version of "Eye of the Tiger."
And my sweet little Ethan is another year older, but still sweet, in a socially unacceptable, non-conformist sense of the word.