My son, August, is six years old today. As jaded as I am, I must say that his birthday party was an awesome, life-affirming experience. There was a rocket theme, space shuttle pinata, cool little gifts for all the kids, etc.
It's a nice juxtaposition to see the unbridled joy of 25 kids jumping in a bounce house while I work 70 hour weeks alone under fluorescent lights writing grants, preparing for audits, reviewing papers, and coping with manuscript rejections. Happy 6th, my boy!