Today is John's 38th birthday. Since I have known him, John has not been on good terms with this particular day of the year.

But this morning he got to snuggle in the dark with his best girl (the little one), and after an hour in bed alone enjoying his coffee in peace, Snacks brought his dad breakfast in bed on the red plate that says, "You Are Special Today," and a fancy birthday card that he made himself.

The kids "kept Daddy company" while he ate, and then John went for a run and worked on his truck.

After several naps and an afternoon to himself at home, John and I went to the Birchwood for an evening out while Grandma Ruth and Bob stayed with the kids.

There's a full moon tonight--a perfect ending to the best birthday John's had in years.