Dallin turned 12 on November 20th. He chose "Frootinnannies" for breakfast. They are basically German Pancakes, but my Grammy calls them Hootinannies, and when Dallin was little, he mistakenly called them "frootinannies" and the name stuck. I had to wake up pretty early to get those on the table for him before he had to leave (at 7 a.m.) for show choir practice. And that night he chose "Green Noodles" for dinner. (Pasta with grilled chicken and homemade pesto sauce--my kids LOVE green noodles.) We also shared cake and ice cream with some of our favorite people EVER, the Carters! Harvey and Dallin share the same birthday!
Let me explain the candles on the cake. I was experiencing a candle shortage, evidently, so I was creative with the candles that I had on hand. So, 5+1 is 6, so that stands for 60. 60+8 is 68, which is the birthday that Harvey was celebrating. And 8+4 is 12 which is the birthday Dallin was celebrating. So there you go. 68, and 12.
Happy Birthday! ;)
Our birthday tradition is having everyone in the family say something they love about the birthday boy or girl. But since it's been awhile, I can't remember very well what everyone said. So I'll brag on him myself a little bit. Dallin is a good guy. He is responsible and does his homework and practices his violin without me having to remind him. He gets up early each morning before the sun rises, and is ready for show choir which meets before school starts. He comes home and plays "chase" with Sydney (who adores him) and then gets busy on his homework. He recently finished the Book of Mormon for the first time and has made a goal to read 2 pages a day this year so he can finish it again in a year. He is happy and friendly and kind and we are so glad he is in our family.
And because he is 12, he is old enough to receive the Aaronic Priesthood. He was found worthy by our Bishop to be ordained to the office of a deacon and Arthur ordained him this last Sunday. Later that night, Arthur told me that it had been a special experience for him to do that. As he gave him a blessing, he felt strongly of Dallin's goodness and of Heavenly Father's love for him.
Since 12 is a party year, Dallin also got a party that weekend. He invited 7 boys to come have pizza, cake and ice cream and then go ice skating. Good times. :)
(as you can see, I had replenished my candle supply by then)
Ice Skating was pretty funny. None of us are very good, and most everyone spent a fair amount of time on the ground. Hayden's pants were soaked by the time we left. But he kept a smile on his face and would get up and try again all night long. So endearing.
Shirtless Wonders!
We were leaving at 9:30, so at 9:28, a few of our party took off their shirts and did a few laps in just their skins. Awesome. It was a fun and exhausting night!
And I have to say that every time one of my kids has a birthday party, I congratulate myself for initiating the birthday party system that operates in our family: 5, 8, 12, and 16. Four parties each.
I can do it. I can do it.
As is customary, we each say something that we love about the birthday person. Here are some of the things we said about Hayden:
Sydney: I love Hayden because (mumble, mumble) and Jesus loves Hayden.
Sean: I love playing with Hayden.
Daphne: Something good about Hayden is that he tries to make me feel better when I am sad. (that is very true. Hayden really looks out for Daphne.)
Dallin: I love that Hayden is so energetic and happy.
Me: I love that Hayden loves to help and that he makes me smile with the things he says.
Arthur: I love that Hayden is a hard worker.
After his dinner of pizza from Dion's, we shared cake and ice cream with the Esplin family.
Happy Birthday, Hayden! We sure love this boy.






























