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<\/a>Ey\u00fe\u00f3r, the Birthday Boy, in the center, circling the mouthwatering feast on the table.<\/p><\/div><\/p>\n
<\/a>Arnar (father of the birthday boy, and my mom's brother) holding his L\u00f3a Brynd\u00eds who is now 14 months old.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>Magnea, mother of the birthday boy (and L\u00f3a), and master feast-maker, pours drinks. <\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>Bjarki, \u00d3\u00f0inn (son of Hulda and \u00c1g\u00fast), Ey\u00fe\u00f3r, Anna, and \u00c1sd\u00eds S\u00f3l (daugther of Hulda and \u00c1g\u00fast). Although they are all close in age, they represent two different generations, with \u00d3\u00f0inn, Ey\u00fe\u00f3r and \u00c1sd\u00eds being the children of my mother's siblings.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>On the left is L\u00f3a, mother of Magnea, grandmother of Ey\u00fe\u00f3r. Grandmothers may be rare in California, but not in Iceland! \ud83d\ude42<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>Bjarki asking his grandma \u00c1sd\u00eds to help him turn the siren on.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>P\u00e9tur was the only one of my brothers that was not working that day. Here he's at the table with his girlfriend Sign\u00fd, as well as Anna and \u00c1sd\u00eds S\u00f3l.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>Finnur, Bjarki and grandma \u00c1sd\u00eds on the couch, Arnar in the background.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>General chatting going on. Note the total lack of a plan for what the kids were supposed to do. Very Icelandic! \ud83d\ude42<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>Mademoiselle L\u00f3a Brynd\u00eds, a little apprehensive of the huge camera.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>After spending some time playing in Ey\u00fe\u00f3r's room, the kids decided to go outside and play on the trampoline in the backyard - only two at a time though.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>Sign\u00fd and P\u00e9tur in the picturesque backyard.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>P\u00e9tur demonstrating how to jump high!<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>The birthday boy, not entirely happy about being caught on camera.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>Ey\u00fe\u00f3r and \u00d3\u00f0inn going at it.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>Pretty flowers.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>Bjarki was not entirely happy that L\u00f3a was climbing on the walker he wanted to push around!<\/p><\/div>\n
After departing party #1, we made a quick pit-stop at home-base to give Bjarki his penicillin, and then headed to party #2. \u00a0Hulda and \u00c1g\u00fast had decided to throw an impromptu party to say hi to us, farewall to \u00c1g\u00fast who’ll be in Europe for a month, and celebrate \u00c1sd\u00eds S\u00f3l’s birthday.<\/p>\n
<\/a>Unnar and Finnur at Hulda and \u00c1g\u00fast's. Hulda is my mom's younger sister and Unnar is her first-born. <\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>\u00c1g\u00fast, busy preparing food for the BBQ.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>Ylfa Mar\u00edn, N\u00f6kkvi's first-born, pondering the huge camera.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>Grandma \u00c1sd\u00eds with Ylfa, who had a nasty cold.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>Bjarki checking out Gosi, the dog that N\u00f6kkvi and J\u00f3hanna are dog-sitting.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>Bjarki was overjoyed to find a huuuge tractor to play with in the backyard. I don't think he could even reach the pedals last year.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>Mini hot-dogs ready for the BBQ.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>\u00c1g\u00fast manning the BBQ.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>The kids comparing scratches while eating dinner.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>As it happens, I'm not the only person with a big camera in my family. \ud83d\ude42<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>Hj\u00f6rtur, \u00c1g\u00fast's first-born, is in the foreground, holding his own first-born. Hulda, \u00c1sd\u00eds, Finnur, and the kids in the background.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>Hulda and \u00c1g\u00fast with all their combined offspring.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>Here's the previous picture plus two! \ud83d\ude42<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>A rug? Some sheep's hair? Who knows! \ud83d\ude42<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>The lighting of the cake.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>\u00c1sd\u00eds S\u00f3l collects her breath... <\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>... pfffffff!<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>\u00c1g\u00fast flanked by his sister and his mother.<\/p><\/div>\n
We finally crawled home around 10pm, but Anna was so wired she didn’t fall asleep until 1am. \u00a0Ooops!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
We were invited to not one party, but two on Saturday!! The first one was a 9 year-old birthday party for one of my nephews, and the second party was a rather hurriedly organized hello-goodbye\/birthday party!<\/p>\n