None of the parties top her 8th birthday (backyard cookout and sleepover in tents and sleeping bags), because a neighbor mistook our “campfire” in the grill for a bonfire and called the fire department. So the kids all got a safety lecture from the firemen, who showed up with the hook and ladder and hoses (they used a lager stein from our kitchen to “put out the fire”) in their hats and turnout coats and axes. We were really beaming when the kids who had spent the night and who we brought back to their parents at church the next morning said it was the coolest party ever, then mortified when the described why it was so cool :)