Of Asian Birthdays, and Fire Faeries

In exactly 26 days, Mer-boy will turn... 8-years-old.

Of course we'll be living in a SHELTER, but in case we aren't, Al has decide he want's to have his birthday party at "The Asian Restaraunt"...that's the name...The Asian Restaraunt.

While your average eight-year-old chooses places like "Chuck E Cheese", "Celebration Station" or the ever popular "Incredible Pizza", my Al wants party goers and celebrants eating birthday cake with chop sticks.

"They have a dance floor mom, and strobe lights!"

What's a mother to do? This is the same child who at six months of age, consistently seperated his toys by color... not primary... but secondary.

And who at next weekends "Faerie Ball" plans on being a "Fire Faerie", smartly adorned in a set of red wings, skirt and multiple ethereal sparkly things...

...because he knows he can.