Jameson has kept asking when his birthday is. We told him it was on Thanksgiving and it was coming. I decided I would wait to do a friend party till my kids turn 5. They don’t remember before that, right. I don’t really remember birthdays before that. So starting the week of his birthday, our discussions went like this:

J-It’s my birthday?

M- Yup, on Thursday. The day after preschool.

J- And I get a party.

M- Umm, nope. Not this year bud.

J- Yes huh. And my friends are coming over.

M- Umm, no their not.

J- Yes huh, and I get presents.

Well shoot. So, the Monday before I sent an email to a few friends asking them to humor us and come over for lunch and cupcakes. A few friends came over and helped me give Jameson a “birthday party.” So after our preschool group, a few more joined us. We had some chicken nuggets and fries, and then let the kids decorate some cupcakes. They were sweet and brought some presents for him. He was so excited.

Kevin was actually in between jobs this week, so he got to participate in the party, too. Well, once he and his friend got back from shooting that morning. They got back in time for presents and cupcakes. Once the kids went to bed, I got out his present from us. I got this over the summer from someone in the ward. She has stored it for about 10 years and was finally getting rid of it. I’m surprised I was able to hide it in the garage for 5 months.

The next morning, Jameson came running in our room. He looked at dad and yelled, “Dad, guess what Santa brought me?” We laughed and told him it wasn’t from Santa, just us. He was so excited.