Hoppy Birday

So it was Tia May's birthday yesterday and we came to Morris to celebrate. Nobody knows how old she is. According to her papers she's 92, but she always used to say that she didn't get a birth certificate until she was 5 or 6 and then they wrote down her birthday and year incorrectly, making her two or three years older than she actually is. It's not that surprising considering the time and place she was born, Paraguay at some point in the early part of the 20th century. But then again, I seem to remember several years in a row when she turned 89, so no one really knows her age for sure.
At any rate, Domi was actually an angel in the restaurant. We played musical laps and then while we were eating he hung out for a really long time in his car seat, bizarre! Then it was over to Leticia's to open presents and have dessert so that the girls could sing happy birthday. (They did not come to the restaurant as we couldn't expect them to stay on laps or in carseats, they are not content until they have conquered and destroyed all in their wake.) They just had their birthdays in October, and then Ian and I had ours in November, so they've really gotten into the whole birthday "scene" recently. In their little Spanish accents it comes out "Hoppy Birday to you", it's pretty hilarious. Then they were running around like little maniacs, pretending to be airplanes, doing Chinese splits, and periodically yelling out "ta da" for no apparent reason. At one point during the mania, while Chris was changing Domi's diaper, Sofia ran over pointed at his penis and said, "that's his finger, that's his finger". Ok... That kind of makes sense. Then Graciela lifted up her shirt to "feed" her baby milk. It's a mad house over there. Well at least it was a memorable birthday party, even if no one remembers how old Tia May turned!