After the minicupcakes (lots of work for minimal cupcake -- and you can imagine what the kitchen looked like with three sugar-crazed kids slopping cake batter into teeny weeny cups)
I fled in panic to my mother's. First up was bowling
then ice cream, then a quick trip to the Wyoming Monument, which marks the spot of a Revolutionary War battle in which badly-outnumbered colonists were killed by British and Iriquois fighters. Unbeknownst to me, the Wyoming Monument was struck by lightning a while back and was being repaired.
But the cannon were still perfect for a photo op.