We went to a birthday party for Ryan today (who turned 6 in July but was on vacation!) at an indoor pool. It was SO freaking hot. Jake didn't mind, 'cause he was in the pool. Me? I turned red. On the way there we stopped at Target to buy a present (because I plan ahead SO WELL) and Jake talked me into buying Frosted Flakes because he likes the commercials. Of course. So on the way home from the party he opened them up and started chowing down. It was pretty cute.
Oh, and when I told Jake we were going to Ryan's party today, he said "What? Is he 7?" Because we had already talked in July when it was Ryan's birthday that he had just turned 6. And for Jake, a birthday party is a birthday party -- it means you're a number older. :)