It's Birthday Time For (both of ) You!

Every time the boys' birthdays roll around I try to make things as even as possible. They almost share a birthday, so I always want to make sure they each feel celebrated fully. This year was a birthday party year for them and we were toying with the idea of having separate parties. The tricky part is that they both play with the same people a lot of the time, and it would be difficult to decide who to invite to which party. So...double birthday party again!

The party was the week after their birthdays, so we tried to do at least a little celebrating on each of their birthdays. First up was Sean.Eating the whipped cream from the crepe breakfast...

And...his beloved gift. We didn't have to wonder (at all) what his heart desired for his birthday.
The evening of Sean's birthday we went on a camping trip with my family (a post of its own), and the birthday fun continued the next day for Warren's birthday. When we got home from camping it was time for Warren's family celebration. He opened his gift...then we went to dinner and rounded out the evening with an Orem Owls game.
(before I go on, I just need to say a little about that tiny little tuft of hair on my forehead. That is supposed to be "new growth" that was growing in from when I lost hair with my pregnancy with Brig. He's now a year old and bless that little tuft's heart, it's still working on growing. You have no idea the amount of time that goes into trying to position it so it doesn't stick straight out or up or down. It's a real treat.)

Anyway, there wasn't too much game watching during the game. The little kids were more interested in playing on the playground which meant that either Darin or I was watching them. The older kids did enjoy the game, but we really went this time to enjoy the fireworks. I had bought glow sticks earlier and handed them out just as the lights went out. We all got cozy and the fireworks started. It was truly magical. I had one of those "Mommy moments" lying there on the blanket with my whole family, enjoying the night air, the fireworks and the music. It was perfect. The moment happened during "When You Wish Upon a Star". I started to get a little teary. The moment ended soon after it began when one child was crying because a piece of a firework got in his eye and a different child called a foul on a sibling (improper use of glow stick). The moment was long enough for me. Even writing about it makes the feeling come right back.

I was grateful that we had a few days to prepare for the birthday party (it was on Wednesday of the following week). The boys decided on Nickel City this year. We had a bunch of bandannas left over from the Pioneer Trek, so I made them into little pouches that the kids could use to hold their coins, tickets and treasures (knowing that as one of few adults at the party I would get put on "can you hold this?" duty. I hoped to alleviate that by providing their very own holder).

Sean requested a Pokeball cake and Warren requested handcarts (his birthday is on Pioneer Day and pioneers were fresh in his memory because we had just returned from Trek).

Sean's cake looked much better before it had to make it all the way across town in a moving vehicle. It's a little droopy and a lot squished but Sean was thrilled. (and that's what really counts, right?)
The kids had a blast running around spending their nickels to their heart's content.
After all the nickels were gone we gathered the kids to sing "Happy Birthday" and open presents.
I felt bad for the moms who came to get the kids. The kids were all taking a long time trying to decide on their treasures from the ticket redemption desk. It is a very important decision; one that can't be rushed. I should have taken that into account when planning the timing of the party.

Seven and Nine are suiting the boys quite nicely. Happy Birthday, Boys!