Jack has been celebrating his 15th birthday ever since he woke up this morning. A rolling party all day long with various friends coming and going. That worked out well, since due to indecisiveness, we failed to plan anything ahead of time.
I'm not sure Jack's all that interested in getting older. He's quite content living this stage of his life. He seemed relieved the other day when I told him that even at my age, I don't think of myself as grown up.
PS: Roger will just have to celebrate his 51st birthday another day. And how cool is it that this year Jack is 15, and Roger is 51?