Sweet Boy

Yesterday, I came home with a killer backache. My shoulders, neck and back were one big. Paul lent a helping hand (or two, rather) and offered up a backrub. We sat in the living room, where we watched Jack play as Paul began to work on my back. Right away, he found a particularly tender spot and I cried out. Jack immediately stopped what he was doing and came to me with this concerned look on his face. Then he handed me his stuffed monkey, JoJo to help me feel better. That 10 second action completely negated my back pain AND the crappy day I was having!