Today is A&P's 12th birthday. I told them they had a surprise in the garage. It was Jones Soda. Cruel? Yes. No way should they be driving a car or doing anything else that requires a license.
Peter was very upset that I did not honor his Scout fire lighting credentials and allow him to ignite his cake. He could barely blow it all out.
Andrew told me that I am his servant for today. I don't think I was that delightful when I was 12.
Anyway, Happy birthday to A&P. Happy Birthday to me and Tim because we are still married after horsing around with these kids, diapers, barfing, school, homework, sports, coaching, vacations, nightmares, dirty socks and menus of only chicken strips for 12 years. This kind of feels like an accomplishment!