The fire got started:
And so did the festivities!
And we had an entertaining bunch of adults as well:
We kind of tricked our neighbor Karl into coming. He works six days a week and works way too hard, so when we asked him if he could get one of his work trucks to help load wood out to the beach for the fire, he had to be neighborly and bring the truck and the wood , his family, AND HIMSELF. His wife was pretty happy about our devious plan!
Our friend, Mark (on the right with the big smile), was bequeathed with the birthday hat at the end of the night since his big 5-0 is coming next year. We might just have to visit Tel Aviv to attend his party.
Our great friends brought some delicious food and the tasty part of the night began:
Rikke's extra thoughtful blue birthday cake was a hit! Thanks, Rikke!
These two inmates had a grand time romping on the beach until their puppiness got out of control when Smudge started following a Qatari in a truck who was walking his dog the easy way (can't blame Smudge for his instinctual desire to follow a truck) and Freckles confiscated a hot dog out of the hands of a little party goer.
As the sun set it was time for dessert and a BIG BEACH HAPPY BIRTHDAY SONG:
The candles wouldn't light because of the dusty wind and then the number 5 broke, so the ceremonial blowing out of the candles had to be abandoned. At least the candles made it intact to the Doha beach all the way from Utah!
The next day was Brett's actual birthday so he spent part of the day in his pajamas and accepted presents like this delectable one from our friend Afton who is a gourmet baker. I thought it was MY birthday when I bit into this creamy piece of heaven.