Hubby Extraordinaire, Always So Debonair

This week we celebrated a fantastic occasion (I mean aside from Friday the 13th). The birthday of one pretty fantastic man. He’s so prime (31)! (I had to stick that math joke in here somewhere.)

In our family (a tradition started in my foo and continued with us), we always get one present on the bed when we wake up. Brice got a scripture journal. Then he went off to work for a while to have some stinky meetings.

He came home early, though, and opened his presents: an insulated lunchbox, some monkey-shaped ice thingies to keep in the lunchbox, and another scripture journal. After that we went to lunch at Chick-Fil-A. Coriel’s kids’ meal toy was, appropriately, a book you can make all about your Dad. 

Coriel interviewed Brice to discover his favorite things and then we told her how to spell them. Take this quiz (try to read the handwriting) and see how well you do. (Answers at bottom of page.)

I made this one with the stickers provided, and then Coriel embellished it. She gave him hair, a football, and a pet lion (lately everyone has a pet). But what are those spots all over his face, you ask? No, they're not measles or some contagious plague. They’re stubble.

Here’s me with my pet zebra.

This one is Addra with her pet kitty.

 

I’m not sure, but they look like flower/lion people.

 

Then we went to Rita’s. Brice loves Rita. If Mormons still practiced polygamy, I’m pretty sure Rita would be his second wife.

Delicious AND messy!

 

Next we drove down to the D.C. Temple and wandered around outside. Coriel got to touch the temple, which was very happy for her.

We went to the Visitors’ Center there, and Coriel got made into a “junior missionary.” She was so excited, and when her sticker disappeared into the washing machine the next day (oops), she missed it quite a bit. I’ll have to try to find her a pin or something.

Roaming around the Visitor’s Center...

 

Right now there’s a beautiful quilt exhibit at the Visitor’s Center. If you live near here, you should really go see it. Even if it’s only so you can see this quilt, it will be worth it. I mean, wow. 

 

This one was called "Emma's Vigil at Cumorah," by Susan McBride Gilgen.

 Then we came home, had dinner, relaxed, and made Brice blow out his candles.

This is Coriel’s drawing of us eating our Rita’s ice cream. Please note the little lines indicating that the ice cream is going into our mouths.

And finally, here is a picture of this handsome man wearing his main present of the day: a Viking beard hat (I haven’t added the horns on the hat yet). Isn’t he stylish? I sure do love that man.

 

Here are your quiz answers:

My Dad’s Favorites

Food: Coriel (this was not actually his interview answer; she just really likes to write her name)

Color: Orange

Movie: Star Wars

Sport: Frisbee

Team: Stay (as in, Stay Family Team)

Band/Singer: Tom (as in Tom Yorke from Radiohead, although it turns out it’s actually “Thom”)

At this point, she got bored and moved on.*

*Please note: The fonts and smart quotes and various other things about blogging continue to burn my poor little copyeditor’s soul. But there’s only so much freaking out you can do before you go crazy and scrap the whole thing. So please ignore font changes, extra lines, and/or quotation marks that are curvy, aren’t curvy, or are totally spazzy. Of course, probably no one reading this is OCD enough to care, but the disclaimer sure makes me feel better.