When you have a household of boys and no girls (except for me, the Queen Bee), you kinda figure that beading birthday parties aren’t going to happen.  No pink princess parties, no glamour-girl shindigs.  What we DID have  yesterday here at Fort Wimmer was an all-out bootcamp/Army soldier/Nerf party.  And somehow the opportunity to make jewelry presented itself.  I made dog tags!  Each boy was given a hand-stamped dog tag (which had undergone full indoctrination in my tumbler) and it was an afternoon full of all-boy craziness.

Signing off – have a great week!