Gryffin has made a full recovery. Just one of those mysterious kid fevers I guess. Thank goodness, because we were afraid we might have had to cancel his birthday party tomorrow. That would suck.
Today I have to bake his cake and decorate it. He's requested a Ben 10 cake with all the aliens on it, our dog Scraps on it and sprinkles. I'm pretty sure I can do all but the dog. I also have presents to wrap, goody bags to cram full or stuff, pack up the plates, utensils, napkins and cups. Oh yeah, and I have to plant the peppers and tomatoes. That should be enough to keep me out of trouble, hopefully.