Yesterday was my brothers birthday.
Things happened.
Things like bean boozled, cake fights, and make up.
My little sister had gotten a big container of bean boozles and had decided to bring it out for the party.
My dad was able to subtly sneak one to my grandpa who ate it trustingly. Unfortunately he got a good one. My oldest brother, on the other hand, didn't. He spit it out instantly and proceeded to make everyone in the room smell it.

After that, we journeyed upstairs for dessert. My oldest brother decided it was a good idea to wipe frosting into my middle brothers hair. My middle brother did not stand for this and decided to retaliate by wiping frosting in Brooke's hair. Don't ask me why, I don't know. Somehow in this fray mom was splattered. Everyone just froze in horror as mom reached out and grabbed a huge handful and chucked it at my middle brother. The look on his face was awesome.

After that, my little sister brought out her makeup kit and gave my older sister a beard. Things escalated and she also ended up with scars, stitches, and bruises. It was decided that she looked like a beat up Jack Sparrow.
So, that's what my family did last night.