happy times

I was a children's birthday today. (a friend of Miss Biscuit's) Both of my sisters in law were there as well. (everyone has children close in age, and so EVERYONE comes to the birthday parties.) For awhile my nephew (aged 18 months) spent a good portion of time playing with assorted stones in this one section of the garden that had a lot of stones. He was picking them up, throwing them about, and putting them in this little planter. The birthday boy (aged seven, but often like a little old man.) came up to my sister in law Kim and said, "I don't think it is a very good idea for Ollie to play about with the stones?"
She asked him, "Why is that?"
Birthday boy replied, "Because that is where the dog likes to wee and poo everyday.
There was a moment of silence, as everyone took in this information. (stones I should mention that Ollie had likely put in his mouth at one point.)
Poor poor Kim looked so horrified and said, "I do believe it is time to go and wash Ollie's hands.
My sister in law Kat, her boyfriend N, and I busted up laughing.

Lovely party. Complete with candy, and ice cream.