We offered Lyell a Barbie party, a My Little Pony party - - even a Bratz dolls party.  No thanks, mom and dad.   I want something a little more studly.  Like technical climbing.  OK.  So off we troop to the top of our hill and get everyone suited up in harnesses to hit the ropes course.

When you see the smile, it seems that it was the right choice.

Of course all that climbing can really build up a hunger for....camouflage cake with a fighter jet landing on the top.  Yes....its exactly what I was thinking of.  But it was as much of a hit as the climbing.  Whod guess?!

Happy birthday, big fella.