(****WARNING: This post may bore you. It is for me and my posterity. It is long and goes into details of Jake's 12th birthday that you probably don't care about-but I do. Don't say I didn't warn you.****)
. . .at the hospital waiting for our miracle to join our family. Actually he would have just been born! Twelve years ago! I can't believe my little baby is 12. I had big plans to have baby pictures and everything for this post, but long story short, I didn't have a digital camera when Jake was born. Not as easy to do as it is now. Need I say more?
Sadie was ready to give Jake a birthday hug this morning. She really does lean in for hugs. It is adorable. My poor 12
year old got up this morning not feeling so good. He has had what we
thought was allergies the past two days, but it looks more like a head
cold. His ears feel plugged, he has post nasal drip, and he hasn't slept well. The good news is he is 12 now so he took some night time cold medicine tonight, that I am hoping will at least let him sleep. My poor little bug.
We had to open his gifts before Aaron went to work,
because even though Jake is 12 he still can't wait all day long to open
presents. Who can? :) Aaron leaves for work at 6:30 in the morning.
That is early. That is love people because I am not a morning person.
Getting up at 6:00 in the morning to open gifts is all about love.
Of course at the top of Jake's list: Lego's. And he got Legos. Legos Chima to exact. He was moving a little too fast to get a good shot and the poor kid was sick so I didn't make him re-enact it. Yep. I do that sometimes. Don't you?
Aaron came home early from work so we could have dinner with the grandparents. We had Jake's favorite: creamy crock pot chicken and homemade rolls. He didn't even have to eat vegetables: we had mandarin oranges instead-another Jake favorite. But before that Jake opened a couple of gifts from Nee and Papa. A new tie and a pocket watch (another thing Jake has been wanting-he is so adorable).
Deacon. We are so proud of Jake. He is so awesome. Our son is a Priesthood holder. Twelve years old. . . When did I get so old?
PRAY. Pray, pray he gets better soon and that his slack mom won't forget to pick up the cookie cake. :) Twelve years old. . . Wow. The twelve best years of my life went by in a flash.