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Started this birthday off with Poptarts and chocolate milk, a traditional Fuehrer birthday breakfast.  It was not the best morning.  Elle was whiney, Mack was bratty and I was grumpy.  We all calmed down after he left for school though.  Our crazy morning didn't ruin our day!

He got to wear a crown and a birthday sticker at school, be the lunch line leader, and bring treats to his classmates.  He brought ice cream in those little cups with the wooden spoons.  

We decided to stay for lunch- chicken balls and string cheese!  He was so excited to show us how to get lunch and where to go.  It was kind of squishy on the table with his whole class, but it was really fun to get to have lunch with him, so we didn't mind.

After lunch he wanted us to spend recess with him, but there were cupcakes to frost, so we could only stay for a few minutes.  He showed the girls how to ask the recess ladies for a spray of water in the face.  They all got one.  

Sadly, McKay already had a pretty strong suspicion that he was getting a bike. . .this bike.  Brian accidentally opened his trunk, where we were hiding it, right in front of Mack.  Oops!  He was still excited to come home from school and see that it was actually a bike for him.  It has a hand break and a kickstand.  This is a big deal.

He also got the Ice Age movies, a light saber, some books, a Star Wars shirt from Elle, a BYU hat from Grandma and Grandad, and the Muppet Movie, his latest obsession, from Grammy and Poppy.

Then it was time for an Angry Bird party!  

We played pop the pigs.  Eto was the big winner.

And those naughty pigs had hidden golden eggs all over our backyard.  They found them all, and got to enjoy a birds favorite treat- gummy worms!- inside.

This little bird found an egg that had melted worms inside.  It kept her busy for half an hour, but after she was done, she looked homeless.

This was my favorite game.  Those mean old pigs took these poor little baby white birds and plucked all their feathers out and scattered them all over our basement.

My favorite game 

It was up to these kids to help these babies get their feathers back.  And they did!  And it was so funny. Running downstairs and back up- and they could only get one feather at a time.  There were lots of sweaty faces by the end, and Ellery even had me feel her armpit when it was all said and done.  

Presents.  He got lots of fun things, including some cash that he counted right away.

Then it was time for cake and ice cream and other angry bird snacks. 

I did not anticipate them to decorate their cupcakes with runts, but that's exactly what happened.  I guess when you have a bowl of runts at your fingertips, that's just what you do!

Our last game was playing the real thing.  They had fun launching the "birds" but it was harder than we expected.  I think they all still liked it, and most of them hit at least some of the boxes.  

I sure love this boy of mine.  He is so happy, excited about life and everything it has to offer.  He is growing up!  Sometimes I think back to when he was my cute little toddler, like this:

And I can't believe how fast the time has gone.  Ah, look at how precious he is!  

Brian and I both feel like he has such a good heart and a sweet sensitivity.  He's also really funny and loves making people laugh, maybe a little too much.  

I'm sure glad he's mine.