Sunday, April 9, 2017

Jake is 12!


I can't believe my baby Jake is 12. And yet, I can. He is a man-child. He's been shaving since he was 10 (almost 11), his voice is low, and he has a six pack (he's pretty proud of that!). Time has flown. This boy is handsome. He can charm the socks off you. The life of the party, always up for a party, quick-witted, hilarious, prankster. He is getting good at the piano and has discovered that girls think it's pretty awesome when you can play pretty songs. I would say he's discovered girls, but that has been from day 1. He decided not to have a birthday party (because "12 year olds don't have birthday parties") but had a fun night with his friend, Ryder. We went to Mama Burger and they sat alone, then came back and watched a movie.

Sunday morning was his birthday and he got a trick bike and mountain bike, and a geode from Brooklyn. Andrea Romney's family (Savannah is his age) left him a candy gram, and Tarah got him a bunch of junk food, including a regular Dr. Pepper. He was in pre-teen heaven. He ate monkey bread for breakfast (along with all the junk food) and walking tacos with Doritos for dinner. I sure love this boy.








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