Scott & Marco enjoying a little Father's Day nap.
and Happy 16th Birthday (yesterday) to Alex!!
Alex got to spend the past week at EFY in Provo, where he had a fabulous time, as always. That boy is the MOST social creature EVER. He lives to flatter girls, be a gentleman, and make sure that everyone around him is having a great time. He is famous for wearing outrageous outfits to Stake dances, and of course, he took his loudest shirt and tie to wear for the dance at EFY. He makes a habit of looking for the girls who seem to need to be asked to dance the most, and doesn't let a single song go by undanced-to. He went with 5 buddies -- Weston Cummings (his roommate for the second year in a row), Matt Winward, Matt Zappoli (their adorable Catholic friend!), Jake Wixom, and Tyler Nelson. Alex, Weston and Jake auditioned and made it into the talent show, where they sang their rendition of "Cellotape / Tape of Love" (and a zillion other names for this silly song). Alex played the piano, Weston played the bass guitar, and Jake played a the back side of his guitar bongo-style. They were the opening act, and from the sound of it, they brought the house down! He got home on Saturday, his 16th Birthday, which we celebrated on Sunday.....
....which, was Father's Day! We had quite the party at our house on Sunday evening. We had the entire Larkin family over for dinner, which totaled 24 people and two dogs. The exciting news is that Tim and Val arrived in St. George on Saturday night, after a three-day drive from Georgia. This time it's not just a visit -- they are here to stay! We are so excited to have them here. Now, if we could just get Travis' family to move here, we would have everybody. But, that's not likely to happen any time soon, darn it.
The "kiddles table"
The "big kids" table
We had a wonderful pork tenderloin roast dinner with the most fantastic dessert that Megan brought. It was a frozen strawberry concoction on an Oreo crust with frozen cool whip topping and loads of frozen strawberries. Just look at how fabulous this dessert was!!
Then it was SERIOUS present time -- we not only celebrated Father's Day for the 5 fathers who were there, but we added in Abby's 7th birthday, Maura's 11th birthday, and Alex's 16th birthday!! Let me tell you, we had a major pile of paper when all the gifting was over.
For my dad's gift from us, I could NOT decide which of four different Polo pastel shirts to give him. I even asked my mom for her advice, and she was not help either. So, we came up with a great plan. I simply wrapped up ALL 4 shirts, and told him he could CHOOSE his own gift! Fortunately, rather than complain about how he had to give three gifts back, he took the positive-Dale approach and reveled in how wonderful it was go get to choose! After much debate, modeling, and taking votes, we all helped him decide on this great pink gingham camp shirt. Every real man ought to have at least one pink shirt!
We gave Scott a few typical Father's Day kind of things (like razor replacement blades and cologne), but I was pretty excited about his last gift. Earlier in the week he had shown me this ad in a magazine for some "Fly Utah" books he said he'd really like. Well, there was NO way to get them here in time. So . . . I came up with a creative solution. I downloaded pictures of the book covers from online, printed them out on glossy paper, and then taped them over the top of a few books off my bookshelf! When he pulled them out of the bag, he looked pleased, but a little confused. Somehow, of course, the covers looked a little bit strange, and the books weren't the same size he thought they'd be. Once he opened up the first book, he discovered that he was actually holding a copy of the Pocket Guide to Depression Glass. A second look into the other book revealed he actually had an old Royal Doulton china value guidebook. Finally, once the Navigation Chart was fully opened, he had a lovely map of Southern California. Hmmm . . . not quite what he was hoping for. At that point he just said, "Ahh, I get it."
For Alex's birthday, he got a couple of fantabulous Beatles t-shirts, a Beatles hat (he is a Beatles fanatic), a set of 16 Classical Music CD's (and YES, he does love Classical music!), and finally . . . . drum roll please . . . the Henry 22 rifle he's been dreaming of for years. As you can see, he was pretty darned thrilled with this gift. And, as you can also see, Chelsea just did NOT understand what all the fuss was about over a silly gun. He was a sweetheart and made sure to give his Dad (and Mom) a big hug with plenty of thanks. He's darn lucky his dad is such a gun loving fool, or he wouldn't own a single gun. Obviously, mom is just sure that he'll "shoot his eye out."
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