John's BIRTHDAY. Yes, technically 31, but physical hardship to his body makes him 65. He is, and has always been, very abusive to it. The funny thing is, he is in the young men's program. He will come home after playing basketball with them and cry about how much it hurt and how good he used to be at sports. He has a a few good excuses, namely surviving radiation treatment and a really messed up back. I just think it's funny.
The reason I am posting is because I wanted to share this oh so cut daddy-daughter moment they had on Monday night. Addison has not been taking very good naps this past week. She is sometimes woken up by the smallest peep out of another child. When she wakes up, she dose not go back to sleep. This equals an even longer day for mom because the wining begins about the same time as all the kids go home. Monday, while I finished dinner, John came to the rescue and danced/sang with her until she was practically asleep. It was just too cute. She loves when he sings to her.
