Happy Birthday Jeromy!
He remembered how old he was turning this year. It's been a little joke in our home as every year, Jeromy just can't remember how old he is, or at times what year he was born. So the last few years, I've written how old he'll be turning on his birthday on our calendar with a note that he won't remember. I'm only half kidding of course. He gets a kick out of it, and I think appreciates it at times.
This year's box on the 9th read, Jeromy Bday. 36 but he won't know.
Who knows, maybe he's on to something, it just might be a good thing to forget how old you are turning.
What's Jeromy been up to?
Besides being a wonderful dad and supportive husband, he has been having a blast doing fun things with the kids to give me a little more space and moments for myself.
He took the kids sliding at the ski hill in town. Jumped on the sled and told the kids to, "Watch this!", as he STOOD on the plastic sled to "surf" down the hill. Ooo,ouch, I'm having flashbacks of when I tried that. WHEN I WAS NINE! Yeah, he bit it hard. Face first and rolled three times, no broken bones thank goodness. Jackson and Charly watched and Jackson said, " Dad! You're so insane!"
Charly got an American Girl doll magazine in the mail from Grandma to look at. She really wanted the bunk beds she saw in there for her doll. Jeromy and Charly made some that were "better" than the American Girl doll's bed. They painted one coat of paint on it together the other night.
They also had a date on the same day Jack and I had a date. Jeromy and Charly went out to eat at the Steakhouse and then bowling. If you ask Charly how their date was, she'll get a smirk on her face and say, "Good. Daddy went into the Girl's bathroom!" I know, you're thinking, again?! That's three times now. Once in Alaska on our honeymoon, another time at the Steakhouse, and this time makes three, that I can remember. He tends to realize it after he thinks to himself why they are putting tampon machines in the guys bathroom. Society has come a long way and it's about time our bathrooms are equipped for hermaphrodites. Or, wait a minute, what did that sign read? Am I a Doe or a Buck? Oops. He got lucky again and didn't happen to startle any women as he stood there waiting for his five year old to finish in the stall.
We love you Jeromy and are thankful for all of the laughter you give us whether it be on purpose or not. Hope you have a great day.