I spy

Jack tests his new spyglass at Portland Head Light.

The boys’ party went well yesterday, though there was a vicious water balloon attack: the 50 balloons that I spent an hour filling were thrown at me in under five minutes by a hoard of 6- and 7-year-olds. They also turned the sprinkler on me. It was somewhat reminiscent of my cautionary tale from a couple years back. The cold I was nursing got a whole lot worse after the soaking, but I think I’ll live.