Happy Birthday DAD

Growing up I think I always was a worrier. I remember having a Mother daughter talk one day about having a baby. My Mom was telling me about her birthing stories. I didn't like the idea of the whole birthing process, and it sounded like a lot of pain. For some reason one day it was really bothering me. I remember going up to my Dad and telling him that it wasn't fair that girls had to experience all that pain, and that boys didn't. He sat down and told me what a blessing it was to have kids, and what a neat experience it would be one day. That still wasn't the answer I was looking for. I then ask what do boys have to do that causes them alot of pain. He paused and then anwered .....They play Football! I was finally content with an answer, knowing boys would also experience pain. Years later as I remember this conversation, I realize how funny my Dad's answer was. To this day it still makes me laugh. Happy Birthday Dad and Grandpa! We love you!