When you get older birthdays start to have different meanings. When I told Jake that it was Mandy's birthday he was very excited. I thnk that he thought maybe he would get presents just like as if it was his. I made (bought) this cake for Mandy today as a surprise but Jake sabotaged my plans by quickly telling her that we were going to eat cake after dinner. I guess I underestimated how exciting birthday cake is to a 3 year-old. Mandy also had a rough day at work combined with a headache and Sam's teething did not make for a smooth transition to home. Even though I had dinner pretty much done when she got home she was in a pretty tough mood made worse with Jake demanding her immediate attention. I think the sight of the big 36 also didn't help. Jake eventually got upset and told mandy that she was in a "bad mood". Usually timeout is reserved for toddlers in our house but this time Mandy got up and put herself in the timeout chair. My only regret is that I didn't get a picture. After a few minutes Jake went and got her out so we could eat dinner.
I guess I learned that timeouts work for adults too.
We are reminded of how fast the years can fly by on our birthdays. I can't believe that I met her when I was barely 23 years old. Even more unbelievable is that our 10 year anniversary is almost here.
