Oh, yeah. We party. We party like animals. We color on the table, drink from fancy glasses, have two flavors of ice cream, the assorted cupcake pack, and throw snow balls in the house. It was a wild scene, and this morning, I smiled, thankfully, contentedly, as I surveyed the damages. Before tackling the dishes, I sat with my creamy, sweetened decaffeinated coffee, and made plans for our next party. We're thinking of burning something, and having soups, actually. I can't wait.