So Jack turned 16 and can I tell you I hardly believe I have a kid that age. But anywho, it was a good day. The DMV was uncharacteristically well-run and even pleasant that day, and he got his license and insurance and application for a parking pass at high school all taken care of by noon.
Then in the afternoon, he drove the truck to pick up Grant from his summer class, I already like this!, and then was treated to his birthday meal of choice, beef Manhattan, which he shared with Megan, just the two of them.
I had never fixed a beef Manhattan before, but I definitely have made my share of mashed potatoes, beef and gravy so it was easy. I let him take care of the layering so it’d be just like he likes ‘em.
He definitely liked it!
Here below he’s opening one of his gifts, a case of Diet Ski. The pricey parking pass was his main gift. Gary also gave him a vintage box which was a former carburetor kit thing that he picked up and knew Jack would love with its sturdiness, old metal patina, and cool latches. He was right. I shoulda taken a picture of that.
No after dinner omelets for this guy, but also no traditional birthday cake. He wanted a coconut pie. This was taken after a few hours of sweaty marching band practice and attending a scout committee meeting so we just skipped the candles and got into the pie somewhere after 10 p.m.
Never too late to celebrate our sweet sixteen.
No offense Grant, but I'd rather have coconut pie than an omelet any day!
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