It was a wild time.
People slid on slides.
They climbed a tree and swung on swings. They threw tantrums. They laughed. They drank from sippy cups.
I am proud to say that the cake I thought would be terrible turned out to be pretty good. In fact, the kids chomped it down in about two minutes. Not kidding. By the time I was able to reach in there and grab a piece for myself, nothing remained but a shriveled, dried-out, semi-frosted, charred elbow of crust.
I ate it anyhow.