Seth turned 15 years old on the 31st. Just as in my last blog post, regarding Titus' birthday, I have decided not to blog about my feelings on this matter. I might start crying........and never stop. Seth wanted doughnuts instead of cake. Grandma gave him a very nice Ipod. Great Grandma sent him some birthday money. He wants an electric guitar from us, for which we are still searching Craig's List.
Now he is a big, GIANT, part-man, part-boy, part-alien, whom I hardly recognize anymore. He has big, giant, boy-man-alien friends, who eat a lot of food ( that was probably mostly due to the deliciousness of my burritos)......................
.............make a lot of bad smells (also because of my burritos), laugh loudly, talk about girls when they think I'm not listening................
.....................and try to kill each other at overnight birthday parties hosted in my house.
It should be noted that, while Seth & his friends may all be man-sized & man-smelling, they DO giggle like little girls when it is 4 o'clock in the morning.
They gave Seth some lovely gifts that would please any Man-Boy-Alien: a gift card to Subway, a CD, $20 cash, a movie DVD and a butterfly knife, with which he has become quite adept at flipping around. No phalanges have been severed as of yet. One buddy gave him a giant, handy, metal & red clip that could probably attach an entire house onto his belt loop if the need ever arose. Yup. Handy.
No story here really. Counter was dirty. Told Jarod to wash it. He recruited Isaac. Thought it was cute. Took a picture.
We tried to go camping today. I stayed up till the early morning hours, pre-planning my menu (being on a diet while camping is a PAIN). We spent the whole first part of the day packing up the camper. We finally got everyone ready and loaded up into the Suburban, drove about 10 miles, and then came back home. The Suburban was having some issues. Justin spent the rest of the day trying to figure out what those issues were. We still don't know exactly what the problem is, but I know he'll figure it out. He's pretty amazing like that.
Jarod was a little bit happy that we stayed home tonight. There was an 80's party for the middle school kids at our church tonight. He had thought he would miss it because we were going camping, but when we came home, he got his hopes up about maybe being able to go after all. Justin was thinking that it would only take him an hour or so to fix the car, but he was wrong.
Jarod was VERY disappointed that he couldn't go to the party.
He was the saddest little 80's rock star you ever saw!!
I took a picture of his costume & texted it to his youth leader. He texted back and promised to give Jarod a coupon for a coffee drink at our church's coffee bar, for having such an awesome costume. Yes, our church is that awesome and, yes, Jarod is allowed to drink coffee sometimes, because he's old enough. I think he might also be trying to turn into a Man-Boy-Alien as well. *sigh*Now he's a happy rock star.
Will we go camping this week? Stay tuned...............