Here are some pictures from a renaissance birthday party we hosted for Hunter and Fisher. As the photographical evidence plainly shows, it was good fun, owing mainly to Wendy's sense of creativity and her exhaustive preparation (even though she was sick). For example: the guy in stocks, whom my lovely eldest daughter is preparing to decapitate, was actually a pinata with Trieau's facial features blown-up, cut-out, and pasted-on from Photoshop. The tomatoes were mini-pinatas provided for the unruly mob to throw at the malefactor.
Nice job, Wendy, and nice job, Cindy - for making our house clean and presentable-like so that they wouldn't be no beer bottles and candy wrappers and stains and crumbs all over. Wouldn't want the relation knowin how we really live.