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Yesterday my oldest son, Jaden, turned eight. For the past several years Jaden has wanted a birthday party where he could invite a few of his friends and enjoy the day with them. It has never worked out for him though as parties that have been planned have never been accomplished due to people being too busy doing holiday stuff or being sick. So this year his Aunt tinker-Sidney and I planned a surprise party for him. And boy, was he surprised!

Our day started early as Jaden and his younger brother Isaac both had dentist appointments at 8:00 a.m. Jaden was in the dentist's chair for well over an hour and when Isaac finally went back, they realized because of his "possible" heart condition he would need to be pre-medicated. A prescription was called in with instructions for us to give him the medicine and return in an hour. At this point Jaden says, "My birthday isn't going so good." He was rather disappointed to be spending his day in a waiting room.

We ate lunch at McDonald's which is just what Jaden wanted and soon after headed for home. We ran in long enough to drop a few things off and pick a few things up and we were off again. I put my sleep mask over Jaden so that he couldn't see where we were headed.

We walked in Sidney's, uncovered his eyes, and out popped his friends and siblings hollering, "Surprise!" He felt like a prince and made the comment, "This is the best birthday ever!"

(the cake)

("Happy Birthday, Dear Jaden...")

Jaden was so surprised and had so much fun. After his surprise party, we headed to Nana's where he opened gifts from her and Poppa. Then it was home at last where he opened the last of his presents.

A tradition around our parts includes people pinning money to the birthday boy's shirt. Yesterday morning when Jaden and his dad stopped in to see his friend, Mrs. Nina, she was the first to pin Jaden. A couple of folks from the dentist office and even some strangers at Wal-Mart followed suit. By the end of the day he'd received enough money to buy himself a couple of Webkinz. (He and Isaac are having a contest to see who can get the most.) We'll head to the store later today in search of the coveted prize.

He ended up having a great day. It was made special by some good friends, great family, and even a couple of strangers. I pray God blesses each person who was involved in touching Jaden's heart!


  1. I am so glad he had such a good day after all. The dentist office doesn't sound like a great beginning for a birthday but "all's well that ends well". You can tell from the photos that he was definitely surprised and had a special eighth birthday.

  2. sweet!!! I can imagine how happy he was! I'm so glad he was blessed on his special day!!!!

  3. OH how wonderful for him! What a great way to spend the rest of his day...\\I wonder if the pinning money on the shirt thing would work for me...

  4. Just wanted to stop by and wish you a blessed and very Merry Christmas! ♥ Hugs :) Shauna

  5. Happy Birthday Jaden- Awesome cake!

  6. Oh wow! Happy Birthday to Jaden, a day late! I am glad he had a great day!

    Take care my friend! I hope you enjoy the rest of your week!


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