Kyle, my oldest, turned twelve yesterday. So for his birthday, I took him along with Joshua (younger brother) and Kyle's two best friends up here to Grandpa and Grandma's cabin for an evening of twelve year old heaven. That's right - GameCube, all the Mt. Dew and Dr. Pepper you can drink, Pizza, Chips, and Ice Cream with no curfew. It was like a twelve year old bachelor party.
The following morning (they eventually crashed around 3:30 with some encouragement from myself) we hiked to the top of Huckleberry Mountain which is just behind the cabin.
Great times were had by all, but I was ready for a nap after the hike - they were still going strong.
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that's so cool - i always lived for those kind of parties when i was a kid... we'd get these delusions of grandeur and talk big about staying up all night, then end up crashing around 1 or 2... sound like you were able to deliver an awesome time for the boys without breaking the bank - nice work :)
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