To say that Dan has had a bad week (or month . . . or year) at the office would be a colossal understatement. So, after a long day at work, our girls' devised a plan to give dad a back massage when he came home. We lit candles, turned the lights down, turned on soft music, and then each of the kids pitched in to give daddy a back rub. I don't know how relaxing it ended up being, but it was the sweetness of their thought that counts.