Bring it on, folks!

Tomorrow is the party, and I was going to worry about the noise we might make for the neighbors downstairs, only because I worry about the BHB's health.

BUT the folks downstairs are listening to some strange hillbilly folk music so loud that it is rattling my floor. And I mean some HILLBILLY folk music, bad singing, bad twang, weird tambourine and all.

Bring it on, and if the big headed baby cries, we'll just bring her upstairs with us.