It'll be Jake's birthday on Saturday- Seven years old. My baby will be seven years old.
Not a baby anymore.
Jeanine's birthday was yesterday. She turned... uh... well, she's mad at me right now so I think I won't mention her age except to say she doesn't look a day over thirty.
Yes, after trying to make her birthday special, warm and loving, I blew it with my big mouth.
I'd post a picture but I'm pretty sure she'd be mad about that, too.
I hope I do better for Jake's party.
Next week? Allan's birthday. He's turning thirty-nine. Again.
April is a busy month.