Cod: you don't even know how old your husband is? I'm 33.
Me: I know I'm not very good at math but I'm pretty sure you're 32.
Cod: I was born in 1982...
Me: I know....
Cod: 1982, 1983, 84, 85, etc...
As he is counting in his fingers and toes and my fingers he looses count
Me: believe me your 32!
Cod: Crap!
I swear every year as we get older it's harder to keep track, but it's always been a trial for Cod, he never knows how old he is. So this is what brought on the odd writing on his cake...
This year for his bday we spent the weekend in delta then headed home Tuesday. He gets a call from his friend Dave Lyman, (seriously he's too nice to be Cod's friend and her always remembers his bday) they went through the usual birthday talk and Dave asks him if Cody had a birthday cake, and cod responded no (even though he did) and Dave said well I'm bringing you one. Cod just laughs and says thanks for the call we should get together some time and Dave says, I'm coming to delta tonight! Cod just laughs it off and then I get a call saying that he is coming and that he had invited a few of their other friends over. So sure enough. About two hours later here comes Cody's friends Dave, Heber, and Karl with loads of cake to have a birthday party. It was so funny And so nice that they all came for a little party. Cod has such good friends who drop everything and are always willing to help, honestly who would drive two hours after work on a Monday night, with two toddlers to bring you a bday cake? Only a true friend!
Happy birthday Coder!
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