Happy Birthday Justice

Justice is a teenager!  And he's turning into quite the annoying little turd.  Ha.  He's not bad, don't get me wrong.  But you know when kids get to that annoying age where they are just… annoying?  

He's there.

He had a very low key birthday this year, because we had to teach him a lesson.  I hated that it happened, but he brought it on himself.

About a week before his birthday, he made a BAD decision.  He decided to let Jack flush a plastic block down the toilet.  A block just the right size to get stuck deep inside the toilet.  Wedged so tight in there that The Coach couldn't get it out with ANYTHING.  And believe me when I tell you he tried.

We had to buy a NEW toilet.  That's not something you want to do when your toilet is less than a year old to begin with.  

The Coach was mad.  Really mad.  I was just sort of flabbergasted, because who in their right mind thinks it's ok to flush a block down the toilet?  A teenager.  That's who.  I bet he won't do it again.  

And we decided that we would pay for the toilet using his birthday party money.  I have been teaching him about budgeting and I let him help me with the finances, so this was unfortunately good timing to teach the lesson.  

"Hmmmm, well that's 150 bucks.  Let's go look at the monthly budget and see where we can take that money from…"

It took him about ten seconds to realize where it was coming from.  A lesson and punishment all in one devastating blow.  Poor Bubs.  I hated to do it to him, but he left us no choice.  He's got to learn that bad decisions come with a price.  He's too smart to do stupid crap like that.  

Oh wait… That's right, he's 13.  And for some reason, 13 year olds are dumb.  And did I mention annoying?  Ha.

Jack's photo bomb face is priceless.

We have discovered that Justice has food dye sensitivity to ALL food dye.   It's so noticeable to him that he won't eat anything with food dye in it.  He has turned into a label reader, and I don't even have to remind him or bother him about it.  He asked for white cupcakes with white frosting.  I put a couple of sprinkles on top, but he picked his off, because they obviously have food dye in them.  Makes cake baking boring for him, but I'm not complaining.  It's also easy.  

Of course Shandi was on hand to smear him up with frosting. 

He did not get a party, but he did get presents.  He only asked for clothes and shoes, another tell-tale sign of becoming a teenager.  Suits me just fine.  

Happy Birthday Justice.  I'm sorry you were dumb enough to think a block would go down the toilet and you didn't get your party.  But, in spite of that, we love you to pieces and enjoy watching you grow up. I can't believe you are a teenager, the time has flown by quicker than I would like it to.  It won't be long before you are ready to leave for your mission.  

We love you!