Megablog: Christmas in June

The month of June around here has become to be known as "Christmas in June".
Two back to back birthdays with a week reprieve then two more back to back birthdays.
There is no lack of gifts and excitement (or occasional stress/foul mood by the dumb mother who thought it was a good idea or even FUNNY? to happen to have the birthdays fall that way - as if I could plan it??!!).
So - back to the birthday blowouts.
Laina started her day off bright and early at 6am (like I said "Christmas morning"). Her dear mother, in hopes of coping better with the next two days, was headed on a little bike ride and asked her if she would like to join - which of course she did. So a beautiful early morning bike ride was just the ticket to get the day started off in the right direction.

We came home and made pancakes and hash browns and sausage - then the opened some presents and then headed off to VBS (vacation bible school - dad cue Ray Stevens). As soon as they were out of the house I, with the help of Indy and a friend, dismantled her bed and replaced it with another bed - one that would separate her from her crazy 2 year old sister. I had the boys wrap the door up and then sent Laina on a hunt, when she returned from VBS, to find her present.

Later we hit up the local nail joint and found 2 other cute girls there getting their nails done - then headed for a combined party with Indy's baseball team at Peter Piper Pizza (nothing like killing two birds with one stone!).

The next day was Smackdoodle's GOLDEN birthday. He turned 6 on 6-6 (and yes as a reminder he was born on 6-6-6).
I have to interject a small story - he had been coming off a rough weekend - well, a rough Sunday to be exact. Testimony meeting - to be more exact. I know you're thinking "when will the Holdsworths learn?" BUT the father of said bunch thought it a good idea to encourage the children of said bunch to use the opportunity of Testimony meeting at church to bear their testimonies (tradition in our ward dictates that it should be done during the month of the birthday) so the oldest three clambered up to the stand before their mother could grab them and pin them down. Laina goes first and does a beautiful job, then Mac in his sharp new church outfit gets up and proceeds to declare the he knows that ELIZABETH is the prophet and then pauses as a look of shock registers - closes his testimony and hurries back to the bench, but breaks down in a fit of tears as he crumbles into his mothers lap. His breakdown is so massive that he has to be escorted outside where he proceeds to get very very angry and has to be left by a tree to calm down. He eventually makes it back inside only to be greeted by eager church members who want to personally thank him for making their day memorable. This started the week off rough - really rough (even though I still can't stoup laughing - apparently Laina in her haste to help him whispered Joseph Smith, but the translation was interpreted as Elizabeth...)

So back to Mac and his Golden day. We had to have a little break with the 5-10-15 year birthday party only, and gather forces for an epic kickball game. We swam at the pool and then had burgers and fries and then headed over to the school for boys vs. girls.

The boys team were quickly dubbed the "way-wahs" because they cried and complained about every play. Luckily there was a Byrnsie-look-alike that managed to corral them and put them in their places. And oh how they loved the dirt!