Jordan turned 11 a couple of days ago. I can't believe how old he is getting. I look at other people my age and think "Wow, they have a kid that age?" And then realize......so do I! Time flies....whether you're having fun or not.
As pathetic as it may sound, I forgot to make him a birthday cake. I was planning family night on Monday and the lesson I was going to teach had a dessert to go along with it. It was a Hill Cumorah cake. So Jordan got a cake afterall! It was supposed to be kindof like a "Baked Alaska", cake on the bottom, ice cream mounded on top and covered w/a meringue that you "toast" in the oven. Well, the directions said to put it in the oven for 3 minutes to toast it. I thought I'd be brilliant and use my torch that I use for Creme Brulee. HA! What a joke. The torch is so small and did NOT have enough flame power to toast that whole cake. So I stuck it in the oven afterall....after the cake (and ice cream, mind you) had been sitting out under a torch for about 10 minutes. After about 5 minutes in a 500degree oven, the meringue still wasn't toasted. It WAS melted, though! Mostly anyway. And the ice cream was starting to do the same. So I took it out, quickly put one candle on it and we sung Happy Birthday. It didn't look great, but tasted wonderful! And Jordan didn't mind. Although, he decided the one candle I gave him wasn't enough. So the pyro started lighting candles on HIS piece of cake. It was his birthday....whatever makes him happy.
Jordan also got to go snowboarding with Dad for his birthday the next day. We have no pictures of that, though. They had a great time. One of the times they accidentally took the wrong lift and ended up going down a bunch of blue (intermediate) runs. He was scared at first but ended up loving it and wanted to go again! Hey, as long as he doesn't break anything or end up in the hospital I'm ok with it.
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I remember when he was just a little baby. He was the cutest thing ever. I can not believe he is already 11. What a handsome man. Miss you guys!!!
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