John's 7th

John's 7th birthday was this weekend.  We did a progressive party for him and 7 of his favorite friends.  Started @ Bounce U but ended at our house with pizza and Yoda pumpkin pie.

At the end of the party, we gave out goody bags, as is the tradition.  Included in the goody bags was a Spanish-language level 1 reader.  Tonight (4 days post party), I realized that the title of the reader loosely translates into Manchita the Dorky Cow.  The story is about Manchita and her stupid, clumsy ways -- kicking over the milk bucket, knocking down the other cows at the trough like dominoes, accidentally crashing into the chicken coop and breaking the eggs, etc.  But, at the end of the book, Manchita redeems herself by discovering a fox in the hen house and reporting this to the farmer, who brazenly saves the chickens and rewards Manchita lavishly. 

Why do I find this so funny and yet so appropriate for our family?

Anywho ... after the party was over, John-John announced that he now has pretty much everything he's ever wanted. 

Me too.