Because Seth is seven!
We went to the Pantry for our special dinner. He had a corn dog and some pancakes. I got a very ill-timed nosebleed, and once I got the blood stopped, we chatted with some friendly guys from Ghana, and a very unfriendly American octogenarian. At home, we ate red velvet cake made by Natta, and had a glow-stick, glow balloon party.
And that's how Seth turns seven!
He got what he wanted most for his birthday: a real model train. Grandma brought Daddy's model train from when he was young. I think possibly Seth glowed brighter than the glow sticks when he saw it. :)