Jack's Birthday Recap

If you’ve never been here before, you’re probably wondering who Jack is or why I’m talking about his birthday, CLICK HERE to see what Operation Jack is and why I started a foundation in his name. Hint: poor little guy is severely autistic.

Robbed On Your Birthday

My wife Tiffany wrote a great blog yesterday. It’s tough posting on a Sunday and getting people to read it, so I’m linking to it for her. Go take a look, everybody who saw it thought it was a good read. It’s definitely better than the rest of this blog, so if your time is pretty limited, click that link.

Birthday Breakfast Of Champions

Jack likes bacon. Bacon for breakfast for Jack — it’s as sure as death and taxes. So his birthday breakfast was no different, except his bacon had a candle in it!

 

Jack’s Birthday Party

So, Tiff decided kind of last-minute to have a birthday party for Jack. In a way, it’s a lost cause. He doesn’t really understand it’s his birthday, although he does have fun blowing out candles after people sing Happy Birthday to him. And we feel like he deserves a celebration just like any other kid. So we got some balloons, a cake, cupcakes, frosted cookies, candy, ice cream and about eight or so neighborhood kids to come over.

It was loud. He enjoyed it. We sang Happy Birthday to him about three more times. He loved it so we just kept re-lighting the candles. The kids all had fun getting hyped up on sugar. We had a helper over for Jack and she ran around having fun with him. All the girls went upstairs to Ava’s room to play and when they came downstairs, they had all colored themselves with markers. Kind of reminds me of when I drank too much back in college. All-in-all, the kids all had a blast and Jack had a fun time. And that’s all that really matters, because it was his birthday.

 

Copycat Game

Jack had a blast playing a copycat game with Ben and Ava. I videotaped too late because there was a point where he was slapping the garage door over and over saying “uh-oh!” and laughing hysterically. He did it once, at about :37 into this, but not the same. But still, you can tell, he had a good time, and he was way too wound up.

Best Part Of The Day

When it was time for bed, he wanted his teddy bear that he always sleeps with, “Temmy.” We’ve been calling him that since about 2006 because that’s how he pronounced “teddy” when he tried to say it. We couldn’t find it so I spent an hour looking for it all over the house, in the cars, in the garage, in the backyard, and then everywhere again a second time and a third time. Finally, after an hour, I found it in some bushes beneath a deck in the backyard. OK, so the headline for this segment is a lie. It wasn’t really the best part of the day.

I Lived It Up, Too

Breakfast: Two donuts and 40 oz. of black coffee.

Lunch: Chips with swiss cheese/horseradish dip, cheese dog, chips with melted cheddar.

Snack: Chips. Birthday cake. Frosted cookie.

Dinner: Oops, never got around to it.

Dessert: Vanilla ice cream.

Plugging A Plug

A group called Team Enofuse is plugging me today, so I’m returning the favor. They’re right up Operation Jack’s alley, so hopefully in the future we’ll be able to work together and get some good things done. Anyways, they’re here … go give ’em a like!

OK, that’s all for today. What was the highlight of your weekend? Did you eat as healthy as I did? I had chips for dinner (plus some meatballs and brownies) on Saturday night, too, but don’t tell my wife. Have a great Monday!