Birthday Tributes

Ok, so Dallin's birthday was May 28, and John's was June 5, and I really wanted them each to have their own separate tribute post, but oh, well.  They're used to sharing! Better late than never, right?

Anyway, Dallin is my go-to guy. Anytime I need extra help with anything, he's almost always willing to help out--without complaining! He is very reliable and likes to be on time. (When he was a baby, I could set my clock by him--he would take a nap every day at 9:30 am and 2:30 pm. He still just goes to bed whenever he's tired.)  He is a great musician, following in his dad's footsteps, just with different instruments. He plays French horn in concert band, mellophone in marching band, and bass in jazz band. His favorite is probably bass- he practices any chance he gets, and takes lessons from a guy named Baba Elephante--no kidding--that's really his name. I digress. Anyway, he loves jazz, which is really fun.  Dallin also has a great sense of humor. I never know what's going to come out of his mouth, but I can almost always bet it's going to make me laugh.  He does well in school, even though he drives me crazy sometimes by not doing his homework.  He still manages to get pretty good grades because he's good at taking tests. And, lastly, I appreciate the fact that he doesn't mind too much when I hug him goodnight.

Happy 15th, Dallin!

As for John, he's brought our household teenager total to 3.  (I can't believe I'm old enough to have THREE teenagers!)  Anyway, John is somewhat of a daredevil, and loves to be outside playing frisbee or hitting tennis balls over the neighbor's fence, or at the park climbing trees. He's also got a sensitive side, which he'll probably not be happy about me sharing, but it's true.  He loves to play with babies, and try to make them laugh by making funny faces or noises at them.  Most of the time he succeeds, too.  As a matter of fact, his friend's little sister wants to come over quite often just to see him be funny--she's known him all her life, and no doubt remembers those faces he used to make at her when she was an infant. He's also a good musician, playing alto and tenor saxophone in the concert and jazz bands at school.  Even though he doesn't particularly like school, he still does pretty well most of the time.  (He and Dallin share a dislike for writing, which makes English class interesting for both of them.  They manage somehow, though.)  And, lastly, I appreciate the fact that he'll come and find me to hug me goodnight. 

 Happy 13th, John!