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Carl's Sixth Birthday

Happy birthday to Carl!  He is six!  He woke up this morning and told me that he could feel his legs growing in the night.  That's because he's getting bigger!

Here is what we did to celebrate:

1.  Most importantly to Carl: there were presents!  He opened up the present from his Grandma first thing in the morning.  It was a great big lego set.  He hurried upstairs to put it together.  But soon enough, he figured out that some of the pieces were missing.  It looked like someone had opened the box in the store and removed the minifigures.  So (at 8 am in the morning), the whole family piled into the car and went to ShopKo to return the set and get a replacement.  Carl was very worried that they would just put it back on the shelf and some other kid would have the same disappointing experience but the shopkeeper assured him that they would send it back to the Lego cooperation to be fixed.  Happy, we hurried home so that the boys could put the set together while I made German pancakes.

2.  Which brings us to breakfast.  I made German pancakes (aka a Dutch Baby) because I think they are the best thing ever.  I don't think Carl is as impressed.

3.  I had to go visiting teaching after breakfast so Soren and Carl went to play at Maddy's house.  When I got back, we had lunch and then the kids and I went to Rockford to play at Monkey Joe's.  It's a bounce house place.  We stayed there for a good three hours.  (As a side note, Soren took The Book of Mormon that I had in my purse and shared it with a girl he met there.  Cool!)



5.  After Monkey Joe's, we got slushies at Sonic for the ride home.  Carl chose cherry flavor.

6.  At home, Carl went back to work on his lego set while I made the requested dinner: orange chicken and red-frosted cake with strawberries.  Carl had invited the missionaries to share his cake with him; they arrived around 6:30.  So did Maddy and Aunt Rachel.  Nan got there after 7, bringing our guest list to 5.

7. The cake was yummy, if messy.  I put in so much red food coloring that the frosting stained all the kids' hands and lips.  It was, apparently, just the way Carl had imagined it, though, so he was happy.

8.  Aunt Rachel brought the very best present: a Lego Airjitzu flyer.  Carl was super excited about it.  He put it together on the spot and spent the rest of the evening making it fly around the living room.  Nan gave him a children's camera and Dad gave him a very versatile tripod for it, so that he can make Lego movies.

9.  I gave Carl a new book, one of my favorites from when I was a kid.  He was politely grateful for it but, of course, it couldn't compare with the nifty flyer.  And that's ok.  I don't need to give the best presents.  We still read it together before bed, which was what I wanted out of the day.

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