If I ran the zoo...

Lorenzo the six-year-old. It must be the year that you are officially grown-up, and in which you decide to throw yourself a party. Lorenzo had it all planned that him and his classmates would go to the swimpark, with their swimsuits and the order of who's following who driving, so they know how to get there, and who's buying him what present... It was quite the plan! And all the classmates had been told of it and were in turn 'in on the scheming'. Oops! Needless to say we decided to send out an evite three days before and only could hope that anyone would come on such short notice, without swimsuits, to a party at our house. Luckily it all came together wonderfully. (Probley cause we promised pizza and cake) Alas, whatever the reason it was a fabulous night for the Lorenzo- full of pizza, balloon races, bakugans, friends, cake, mummy wrapping, legos, bubbles, and most definitely a lot of wild animals!