As the kids for the party arrived, he was even more confused. They were almost all three and four year olds, little babies. A few five year olds showed up, but most of the kids were four years old. This wasn’t a party for a seven year old it was a baby’s party. Maybe his Mom was right, maybe he really was turning five years old. Some of the kids were in diapers like he was, but most were not. There were no six and seven year olds.
The party was fun. Everyone had fun, including Franky. He quickly forgot that he was suppose to be turning seven, and was having fun as a five year old. He got lots of fun presents. Part of him felt like he shouldn’t like some of the presents, but he was having a harder time remembering why.