"2-4-6-8-(40-40)-Who-Do-We-Appreciate?"

Our family turned 100 years old this past November.  Cool, huh?

To celebrate, we played at Great Wolf Lodge -- something we'd heard all the fancy families do.  We even got the room with the bunkbeds.  Not that we spent much time in the room.  After a day of water-sliding and wave-pooling, questing, and general tom-foolery, we dragged our weary bodies back to the room to "light the cake."  Literally. 

 One hundred candles

 To avoid triggering the in-house sprinklers, we went outside.  Briton and I double-teamed that cake, trying to get all the candles lit at the same time.  The wind blew them out over and over.  Or it would bend the flames towards one end of the cake, adding extra heat to the candles on that end.  The candles were melting like buddah on a sizzling griddle. 

 Wax cake, anyone?

"My, don't you look young for 100."  

After cake, there was a present for each person that was something we could do as a family.  You know, like a family game, a family movie (Robin Hood), etc.   Sydney [above] is giving Briton a birthday wish ("with a bump on your head"). 

 The next day we played all morning and afternoon at the water park and then went to another hotel.  We took our time the next morning, enjoying the buffet breakfast and pool before heading back to Portland.  It was a pretty grand birthday party -- because after all, you only turn 100 once.


The next math problem for you is:  what year will we turn 200?

 Note:  Sydney still has her Great Wolf wristband on.  She plans to wear it until her wrist gets too big for it.