9 years, 10 years.
Dear Holly,
Well, your brother is basically the same size as Mommy and me now. As for you, you’re big enough to where you sit in the front seat any chance you get.
So it was time to size up from our 2 door Jeep, to a 4 door Jeep. I think everyone’s favorite part is that the top is an automatic convertible.
This is the right time for our family to enjoy our new toy. Sometimes you just have to choose fun over practical!
Love,
Daddy
15 years, 3 months.
Dear Jack,
For half of your life, my vehicle has been my 2 door 2010 Jeep Wrangler. But as of this past weekend, the time was right (and probably overdue) for me to trade it in for a newer, 4 door 2022 version instead.
Obviously, our family is so excited and appreciative to move up and upgrade. But I will say, there’s definitely a solid bit of sadness in saying goodbye to the old Jeep.
I wish I wasn’t so emotional about it. But there’s no denying, so many memories are attached to it. So I know it’s normal to feel this way.
Here’s to the new Jeep and to new memories to be made as a family. I mean, seriously… this new Jeep is pretty awesome. There’s just no way around it!
Love,
Daddy
9 years, 10 years.
Dear Holly,
You are always so excited when it’s time for the book fair at your school. Not only do you get to choose some new books to buy to support your school, but it’s also fun for you to see Mommy, Nonna, and Aunt Dana; who all volunteer there.
The only problem is that you read so fast! You read all of your new books over the weekend.
But that is a good problem to have!
Love,
Daddy
15 years, 3 months.
Dear Jack,
We had such a fun time together this past Friday with some of my friends, as we watched the wrestling event at Woodville High School. It was the first time you and I went to see wrestling since 2019 back when we lived in Nashville.
The part that stood out most about this time was that the wrestlers brought the action into the stands, right next to where we were sitting.
We definitely got our money’s worth!
Love,
Daddy
I turn 45 years old next month… and I’m starting to wonder if my maturity level isn’t quite matching my age. Friday night, it was Guys’ Night Out. So naturally, we drove about an hour away to Woodville to see the wrestling event there at their high school.
The energy in that gymnasium was my version of warm and inviting. So… I couldn’t help but join in the action by taunting the wrestlers who deserved it.
Yes, I am in my mid 40s. I have a wife and two kids.
When word got out the next morning, my wife was not surprised at all to learn that I instinctly confronted all the bad guys from the stands… as well as one in particular, as he was crawling away from the ring. I gave him a stern warning:
“STAY DOWN! You’re not going anywhere. You’re going to sleep on the gym floor tonight.”
At that point, he lifted himself up from the gym floor in an attempt to slap me across the chest, as I immediately put up my dukes in response. Then, still exhausted from losing the main event of the night, he fell back on the floor and I walked away like Vin Diesel walking away from an explosion.
Yep. Turning 45 years old next month.
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