Nine eight year old girls descended upon our house to paint ladybug banks, check out Camille's bedroom, hunt for plastic bugs in the grass, giggle and squeal, eat rice-krispie treats with plastic spiders hidden in them (Camille's idea), ooooohh and aaaaahh over the gifts they got her, make bracelets with ladybug glass beads, and moan when their parents came. Camille had a great time with her friends and declared it a buggy success. (She designed and added the spider drawn with M&Ms on top of her cake.)
