Here we are on Jake's birthday and if you'll notice, that is not a glove to keep his hands warm. That's right, Jake broke his hand the night before his birthday. We spent that night until almost 2:00 in the morning of his birthday in the hospital getting x-rays. I'm embarassed to say that this was the cause of him being a stupid boy and punching the garage door. Not cool! I won't go into any more detail but everything is fine and he only has to wear the cast for three weeks. I'm already sick of his whining.Jake blowing out candles on his birthday cake that once again our dear friend Kari made. All Jake wanted for his birthday was a great meal made by Kari and he undeservingly got it. I'm just kidding but I sure hope he learned his lesson. He also got Les Miserables tickets from yours truly which we are so excited for.
