Jeff turned 25 on Monday! He says he still feels 18 though. Mainly cause he's still in school and has no money. We started the day off by a little breakfast in bed, french toast and eggs. Which he greatly appreciated because he knew what a huge sacrifice it was for me to get up at 9:30am. (Alli is truely my child, she didn't wake up until 11:15am that day. Seriously. No, we don't keep her up late; and no we don't drug her. She just appreciates a good nights rest as much as her mother.)
Then we got ready and went to the Distribution Center and the mall. The main goal was to get Jeff new shoes but somehow we came out with no shoes and a few shirts for me. We went to dinner and hung out with Mike and Amber. All and all a good day.
Here's me and Jeff seven and half years ago. He really did like me, he just lost the homecoming game and was quite upset.
Happy Birthday again! Sorry I couldn't get this post up earlier. I love you!
