... if you're days away from turning five years old and have spent the afternoon with 29 of your closest pals "bouncy-housing" your molecules into complete disarray and then trying to calm those flying particles w/ crunchy Cheetos, juice boxes and a football cake darn near the size of the real playing surface.
You are blessed w/ generous, kind, funny -- the very BOUNCIEST -- kinda friends.
You tore into and played in your new sprinkler ... in the rain ...
At bedtime, you fell asleep holding a piece of Venom SpiderMan's skull, surrounded on the floor by pieces of the Krusty Krab in Lego Land.
The faintest scent of frosting and candles hung out around your head ...
The sweetest of dreams ...
