Okay folks, now you've done it. Almost three year old Zoe finally got the message that you don't dance on tables and now we all walk in and she sees the tables full of adults dancing. Make room for another one. Awwwwww, look at Anastasia and Cousin Fount! She sure has grown since the last party, hasn't she? But she still remembers digging Fount out of the crab shells. Ain't that cute..."Don't worry, Fount. I'm 7 now. I can dig a lot faster." She'll take care of ya, but first she's gotta sell Girl Scout cookies to all the cousins. Anybody for a box of Thin Mints? I don't seem to have eaten enough of them myself because I'm not getting any thinner. ;-) Judy