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I just shared this email with my friends and family and I thought it would be a wonderful one to share with you all as well.

Time has not allowed me to send this email until now, but I know it will brighten your day.  Sometimes you just have to dance!  When life gets you down and satan runs you over, sometimes you just have to dance!  On August 30 of this year, Scott turned 39.  We have been hit with so many challenges and through it all, my husband has this true talent to make people laugh.  It use to be his defense mechanism when he was younger that has blossomed into a wonderful gift from God.  I continually receive this wonderful blessing from him!  There is not a day that goes by that my husband does not make me laugh!  The worse your mood, the harder he will try.  On his birthday this year, he wanted to visit our favorite Japanese Restaurant.  Before we arrived, both of our children reminded me that the restaurant would sing Happy Birthday to you.  I decided to let them plan it all.  McKayla nervously snuck out saying she needed to go the restroom and bravely went to the hospitality counter to inform them that we had a birthday boy sitting at our table.  She came came back just beaming.  When the chef asked if it was a special night for anyone at the table, both Andrew and I had to point out that it was Scott’s birthday.  Let the games begin.  This chef picked on Scott and gave him a taste of his own medicine.  He had the whole table laughing.  As our dinner drew to a close, a gentleman came over to ask Andrew if it was his birthday.  Andrew said that it was his Dad’s.  Oh No!  The jig is up now.  Scott knew something was going to happen.  When the waiters and waitresses walked over, there were only 3 of them in the birthday conga line.  I remarked outloud that Scott apparently was not important enough to draw a big crowd.  Our waiter heard us and within moments, there were 15 employees beating a drum and singing out Happy Birthday to my husband.  It only gets better from here.  After the first song, they asked Scott to stand up on a chair and dance for the second song.  This is something I do not think you would ever see me doing in a public restaurant, but my husband knew it was his kids who set this whole chain of events into action and he planned along beautifully.   I was laughing so hysterically at the site of my husband dancing on this chair, that I almost needed to excuse myself to go to the restroom.  The kids were just beaming with pride with the thought they jsut pulled one over on dad.  The restaurant clicks a picture of its special birthday patrons. I so wish you could see the chair in this picture.  This was Scott while he was dancing.  As he danced, one of the patrons sitting at our table pulled out a dollar from his wallet to “pay Scott for his dancing”.  By this time, the whole restaurant has joined in on the laughter!  You can see the redness (from embarrassment) in Scott’s cheeks in the picture.  It was a great memory to share with our kids and I know it will be one that will be repeated often throughout the years.  (Probably not as often as the story of both dad and Gampa walking through the screen door in the same night!  That’s another story!)  So, I pray that no matter what life brings you, you remember to always dance!!!

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