So, once we had sorted out the confusion over the reason for the surprise party (at least in everyone’s mind except Baby Sister’s - she persisted in thinking it was The Daddy’s birthday and kept yelling “Happy Birthday Daddy”) , there was more celebrating to be done.

First, a homemade pinata, decorated by Baby Sister and bashed very energetically with a broom. 

Then , inexplicably, story time. Maybe because The T-Bot had a new book from the school library and wanted to share it.

For dinner we had pizza, of course, because who cooks on their Third Anniversary of arriving in The States? With Champagne, cake and coffee. Decorations on the cake are courtesy of the T-Bot… 

And now, a couple more gratuitous patriotic photos, just because I think they are cute: 

Much fun was had by all. Thank you, good night.