Yesterday was one of Sarah's sons' birthday. They celebrate both of the guys' special days at the same time, I believe, because they are close together in time. Jealousy has nothing to do with it at all, at all.
When we saw them earlier this month, J and I secreted something with their mother to be presented at the proper time. This saved postage (heh) and more importantly, ensured that I would not miss the boys' birthdays. Again. I have a past history of forgetting such important milestones. I am sincerely sorry when I do that but it keeps occurring. Age has nothing to do with it. I was quite capable of such inattention years ago.
I almost left a pair of glasses at 01 Doc's. J did leave a comb which they mailed to him. Personally, I would have thrown it away and said nothing about it. We had to return to their house before we got very far to pick up a cooler and some home-grown, pre-cracked pecans (yum) which had made it as far as the dining room table before we left without them.
It's a good thing we weren't flying . . .