One-Quarter of a Century Old

You would think that after getting married, owning a home, and preparing for parenthood you would finally grow up some. And, you would think that being one-quarter of a century old, twenty-five years, would mean more than lower car insurance for my wonderful husband.

Well, this as adult as birthdays will ever get for him, twenty-five is the year of daddy status.

Brett got an early birthday present this year. His iPod died over a year ago, and he has been uncool ever since. In January, I decided that I would find away to get him one for his birthday. I had figured that stashing away twenty-five dollars a week would eventually add up to an iPod. So, I often stashed wads of money in my wallet to keep him from noticing that the tip envelope looked a bit low. 

While we were venturing to Utah a few weeks ago, this lack of iPod-age really took a toll on my poor husband. On the way there he used his laptop for an iPod, his dad's phone for an iPod, Brooke's iPod for an iPod. I had decided that the trip home would be much more comfortable and enjoyable for him if I gave him his gift a bit early. I had just about enough money stashed in my wallet to buy the iPod. So our traveling team drove to the only Apple Store in Utah. I put all of the iPod money in an envelope marked "Happy Early Birthday" and took Brett to the Gateway Mall in Salt Lake, blindfolded, which he did not like, and handed him the envelope. After I took off the blindfold he didn't quite understand why he had a lots of small bills in an overstuffed envelope at the mall. Eventually he realized he was standing in front of the Apple Store, and the world finally made sense again. After an added birthday contribution from his parents, Brett finally felt cool again with his iTouch and has been playing some game called "Crazy/Angry Birds" ever since.

Last Friday, March 18th, we officially celebrated Brett's twenty-fifth birthday. We had family and our closest friends over, Riley who we teach in primary and his super cool younger brothers. I made a cake that was supposed to look fantastic, but being pregnant and tried led to frustration, which led to a kind of cool cake which I didn't take pictures of. But it was cut into the number twenty-five. We had a fun night though. I grilled for the second time in my life and we played some Wii with the boys.

Best twenty-fifth party I had ever been to.

Anyways. Happy Birthday to my wonderful husband who was seen a quarter century.