From not so humble beginnings came a blessing

I have always wanted to start a blog, and it has been a combination of not knowing how, and lacking the motivation.  I seem to have found the motivation by co-founding this little claim of the internet with my brother (The Golden Child), oh I'll get to him later.  Right now I just want to give credit where it's due.  To my sister Jennie; the oldest of the bunch she encouraged me to enlist the help of the Golden Child himself to start this blog, so I thank her for the wonderful idea.  To my cousin Carver for starting your blog and reminding me of how much I wanted to start one myself.  Thanks to you both.  Now without delay, I will now introduce the lesser half of this blog writing team:

יוֹחָנָן

John is derived from the Hebrew name written above Yehochanan (do NOT ask me how to pronounce that).  It essentially means God is generous.  Ladies and gentlemen, what an honor.  This gracious gift was bestowed upon our little family sometime in September during the late 1980's and people have been loving him ever since, give me a break!  The light blue eyes that appeal to our Mother, the athletic ability that made him a favorite of our Dad.  Oh yes, he seemed to have it all.  I remember him winning his brownie points early on when he would sit on Mom's bed and read her the latest Harry Potter book to keep her up to date with the series.  How cute.  He then went on to make the varsity basketball team as a freshmen, so when the next year came around and I was in seventh grade the coach told me I made the "B" team and let me sit there, mortified, sweating, thinking of a place I could move away from home because I sure as heck wasn't going home after....oh just a joke, real funny coach, it's hard enough to follow John's act without your sick sense of humor.  John continued to play and excel in school and sports through our teenage years, opening some doors for me, annnd slamming some before I even got there (I'll tell you about our eighth grade science teacher later).  We both LOVE Track & Field, when I was in eighth grade I was so excited to be able to run on the same team as John the following year.  So much, that I told him my most recent times in the 100 meter dash to let him know how good of an asset I would be for the team, he laughed and said "Well that might win state, if you were a girl."  He decided to get his Eagle Scout, and from then on could do no wrong in our Mother's eyes.  He served an honorable mission for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints in Honduras Tegucigalpa where he, of course, had great success.  He came home looking like a skeleton, went to BYU-I "Do", got married to a beautiful young lady, and moved to Logan where he now is a manager at his job, just moved into a new townhouse AND has his second little girl on the way (and I'm sure the list goes on).  Now if that isn't picture perfect for a kid his age then I don't know what is, did I mention how good he is still doing in school?  His brownie points with Mom have gotten so out of control as to thwart any plot of demise from my "twin" sister (mentioned above) and me.  We all love him, securing his place in our hearts as:

The Golden Child