Every Picture Tells A Story Don't It?

And now the rest of the story.
Just before the kids were about to dance under the disco ball, the clouds became dark and the rain began.

We moved the party into the house and the kids were a bit crazy.

From that moment on the rest of the party was a bit of a blur to me.
I was trying to keep things from getting too crazy. The next thing I knew presents were being opened, cupcakes and brownies inhaled.
Then everyone rocked out with the gear from their goodie bags.