31 Days of John Moments: Day 31 {The End}

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This has been 30 days of growth for me. It's pretty tough to blog every.single.night. It's even tougher to blog on the same subject every single night. Next year I think my topic will be a little more broad.

But, it has been god to flex my writing muscles and it has been good to focus on the positive. To search it out. I've recalled some sweet memories and more than once I have smiled as I wrote a post.

I'd like to thank the inspiration for this month's blog posts, my husband John. It was a big moment with him when we said "I Do" that has led me to this place in time.

I said goodbye to this month with a smile, and look forward to taking in many more John Moments as the years pass.

31 Days of John Moments: Day 30

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Today I'm going to share a funny- the moments John hurts himself.

I think I've mentioned before that I have this sick problem of laughing when people get hurt, particularly falling. Now if the injury is truly serious, I don't laugh. But if it's minor and due to being uncoordinated or just dumb (un)luck, then I'm liable to bust a gut.

I can especially remember an injury when we were dating. We were at the church parking lot, headed to my car. John somehow managed to connect his toe to a parking beam. He banged it pretty bad. He was even bleeding a little (tiny) bit. But oh my, you would have thought it was amputated. I think he even got a little woozy at the sight of it.

I was about to choke from trying to stifle my laugh. It was a futile effort anyway. I just started laighing hysterically. I'm not sure if that's how John first learned about my sadistic tendency. I think it might have been. He was taken aback, but was a good sport about it.

Now, a few times since then, when he has hurt himself, if it's really painful he'll grunt out "don't laugh" as he's hyperventilating. A few times I've really had to work hard not to.

And he also jokes around that if he needs to get a laugh out of me, he just needs to hurt himself. For a chuckle, just trip, for a belly laugh, draw blood. Often when he makes one of his corny jokes and I don't laugh, he'll say, "Oh I'm sorry, I know I didn't hurt myself so it wasn't funny. I'm not gonna hurt myself though, I wouldn't want you to pee your pants." It's pretty funny.

And I smiled writing this whole post.

Hi my name is Sarah and I laugh when people get hurt.

31 Days of John Moments: Day 29

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So today John is going to share his moment with Sophia.

Tonight Sophia and I went straight from MiMi's house (where I picked her up) to MawMaw's house (great grandma). We were hanging out and playing and waiting on John to get done with work and meet us there for dinner.

Well, when John came in the door, Sophia just got so happy and excited. And then John dropped to hands and knees and crawled over to her- saying "I'm gonna get youuuu". She of course squeaked and squealed. After he played with her a bit on the floor, he picked her up to toss her in the air. She LOVES this. And then when he was done tossing her, she plastered herself to him, and was pretty much giving him a hug. It was so sweet. If my phone wouldn't have been dead I would have tried to catch a picture of it.

And then, when he put her down next to me so he could go to the restroom, she burst into tears. She did not want him to go away just then.

It was all so sweet, and it makes my heart (and face) smile to see their bond.

Thanks for being a good daddy Papa Bear.