Sugar's decade celebration....

Sugar's Birthday Party! This is how our "girls" celebrated Sugar's first decade of life. Some school friends (pictured here) told us about a laser-tag place near our home that they enjoy going to . We had never experienced laser-tag so we decided to give it a try.

With a little apprehension at first...they suited up. While getting their gear on there were many questions of concern.... Will it hurt when I get shot? How does this thing work?

Of course Mom couldn't answer their questions because Mom had never done this either! Our friends began translating the questions to the attendant and then the answers to us. No, it would not hurt. It works by vibrating on your vest if you get "shot".

If I get shot am I out of the game? No, you have five lives, then you are dead and your gun will not "shoot" any more.

With all their questions and concerns addressed, we divided into teams....Girls against the Boys! (Although one Dad joined the girls team to help even things up I guess.) They posed for the picture above with their most menacing grin they could muster. And they were off!

The boys immediately had a game plan and tore off to the far edges of the battle field, taking up positions in bunkers and outposts..... the girls began strolling off together as if they were heading for a picnic. The Dad who volunteered to even up the girl's team huddled them up and explained some battle strategy.

Soon the girls to were in a bunker but still a little unsure of how all this was supposed to work. And probably wondering, just how hard does this thing "vibrate" when I get hit? The school friend, who had done this before, began to demonstrate. She showed them how to aim, shoot and "reload" the gun by tipping the barrel up toward the sky when the "sound bullets" no longer were heard as the trigger was pulled.

Pretty soon they were running all over the field, hiding behind trees, jumping in fox holes and traveling in ditches toward the boy's team. Sometimes, just standing out in plain view discussing how uncomfortable the helmet was or how their vest needed tightening.

There was some dispute at the end of the 40 minute "war" as to who had won. As an objective by-stander I'd have to say, given the 3 against 6 ratio....the boy's team won (but don't tell the girls).