After some pizza and cake was shoved in their mouths, (literally - shoved with their hands)
and the gifts opened,
and lots and lots of yelling and pushing and rough housing, AP convinved the manager on duty to let them run and jump some more. (Thank you, thank you thank you.)
It was a success - and everyone left tired and intact. It was decided that next year, we would evolve into the "invite one friend for a sleepover - maybe at the local water park - birthday party" vs the "invite ten screaming yelling pushing boys over and watch mom lose her mind birthday party".
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