Yesterday was Jeremy's 23rd birthday. Can you beleive it he is already twenty-three. He is getting rather old, at least from my perpective. We are almost exactly two and a half years apart. I told him for the rest of our lives he will feel old compared to me.
Jeremy's birthday was a success. We skipped our first morning class so we could sleep in an hour and make breakfast. For lunch Grandma and Grandpa Warnick took us out to lunch at bajio's(yum) one of our favoirtes. And for dinner I suprised Jeremy with an at home Winger's dinner. I was so proud of myself he wasn't even expecting it.
I think I have been getting a little too cocky about my cooking skills latley,because Jeremy's birthday cake brought me back to reality. I tried to make his favorite cake that is made with a white cake mix and has raspberry jam in the middle of it. Let's just say it was a disaster. Jeremy was cute and ate it anyways. He even said he enjoyed it, it just wasn't much of a looker.
I so grateful for Jeremy and the things he does for me on a daily basis. Happy Birthday Babe!
Happy Birthday Jeremy! We are so grateful that you have entered our family, you are so perfect for Chantelle, I couldn't have hand picked anybody better for her! Thanks for all you do!
ReplyDeleteum ya... ben will be 27 this year... i turn 20 in two months... tell me about old haha sorry about the cake! it sounds good though!
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday Jeremy!! I hope you know how much we love you. Wish we could have been there to celebrate with you but Rob and I can't wait to take you out to dinner and celebrate. We are happy we will be celebrating with you for many more years to come.
ReplyDeleteFunny cakes make birthdays fun and memorable. One year Dad's birthday was on a Sunday. I was in the Primary Presidency and had to do Sharing Time that Sunday. I tried so hard to plan ahead but getting 7 kids out the door and dinner ready was always a challenge. It was one of those tight budget years and Dad didn't want me to get a big gift as we had put all our extra money into buying a couch that year. Dinner was the big celebration. I planned to make his favorite roast and potatoes meal and celebrate after church but when we got home, I had forgotten to turn on the oven. I cried as I made peanut butter sandwitches. Dad ask why I was crying. I said there was no way to express how much I loved and appreciated him with a meal or a gift or even words. He came over and held me and said I showed that love everyday. It meant the world to me.
Jeremy, I hear those comments to Chantelle all the time. Thank you for being that wonderful man I dreamed of for my daughter.
Love You,
Mom