Like a Steven turning 11.
Steven began his day with his breakfast choice: French toast with cinnamon and buttermilk syrup. Then, we packed a lunch to be eaten in the car and drove to San Francisco.
First stop-Ghirardelli Square for some yummy ice cream. Steven shared "Mint Bliss" with Justin. And Dave-o had his first taste of this yummy cold dessert.
First stop-Ghirardelli Square for some yummy ice cream. Steven shared "Mint Bliss" with Justin. And Dave-o had his first taste of this yummy cold dessert.
Next, we walked to Pier 39 to see the sea lions, but they have mysteriously disappeared. The boys insisted we go inside the NFL Shop. They pointed out many items that they *sigh* "wish" they could have. There was even a retired Raiders Football player (Jeff Barnes) signing autographs in the store. We being 49er fans of course snubbed him.
By this point, everyone's little and big legs were tired of walking. On our trek back to the car, we picked up some clam chowder "to go" for dinner.
And got home in time to welcome Uncle Michael, Emily, Grandma and Grandpa Zinn, and the missionaries who came to help us eat the clam chowder and birthday pie.
Presents were opened: Link DS game, Nerf gun, hover soccer disc, remote control car, Shark shirt, bug vacuum, toy frog, and toy dinosaurs.
Steven said goodbye to his guests and excitedly watched the 4th Harry Potter movie for the first time.The movie ended with time still left till the new year. We spent this time trying to figure out how to burn down Steven's gingerbread house. It's harder than I thought it would be. Lighter fluid would have come in handy, but alas, we were out. So, with hair spray, a LOT of napkins and oil, Steven finally got a nice fire started. We watched the house collapse while the candies turned to "molten lava" (as James described it). Kirsten and Steven roasted marshmallows over the flame.
Soon we heard shouts of "Happy New Year" along with fireworks and horns. Hugs and kisses were exchanged, all under the light of the magical Blue Moon.
The kiddos went to bed along with a staggering and hiccuping David (and he wasn't even drunk). I laid on the couch to wait for my Justin to return home from the New Year's Eve dance. When all of my children were safely in their beds, I went to mine silently mourning the end of 2009.
The kiddos went to bed along with a staggering and hiccuping David (and he wasn't even drunk). I laid on the couch to wait for my Justin to return home from the New Year's Eve dance. When all of my children were safely in their beds, I went to mine silently mourning the end of 2009.
Happy Birthday
my Steven!


