15 years, 4 months.
Dear Jack,
Something I particularly noticed about our family’s recent Spring Break trip was this:
You and your sister genuinely appreciate hanging out with each other.
I’m no longer finding myself in the position of having to break up any tension between the two of you.
That means I myself can enjoy vacations more now- as I am able to focus my attention on leading our family in activities that we all enjoy together.
This makes me very happy.
Love,
Daddy
9 years, 11 months.
Dear Holly,
While on Spring Break last month, we as a family decided to take on the challenge of hiking up and back down Amicalola Falls.
I was prepared to carry you on my back at some point, as it was definitely not a leisurely hike. Or I at least expected you to get too tired, or hungry, or thirsty.
And then we would all have to take a break.
But, no.
You did just fine. You’re turning 10 years old in a week.
I love it that you are old enough now where we can have challenging, yet fun adventures like this as a family- and you can certainly hold your own!
Love,
Daddy
9 years, 11 months.
Dear Holly,
If there ever was a time for you to consider whether the Easter Bunny might actually be me, the answer was definitely confirmed this year.
When a friend found out I was taking you to our church’s egg hunt this past Saturday, she insisted I borrow the Easter Bunny costume she just happened to own.
So… I did. I just showed up unannounced as the Easter Bunny. And not once single person questioned it.
I played the part and everyone assummed it was part of the plan all along.
As multiple kids started coming up to ask to get their picture taken with me (and their family), as well as showing me their prizes they were winning from the games at the event, I realized, “Oh… I really am the Easter Bunny.”
I guess this means I need to invest in my own bunny costume now.
Love,
Daddy
15 years, 4 months.
Dear Jack,
After being out all day, we came home to see a toilet sitting on our front porch. No, I was not one bit curious as to why:
Obviously, it had something to do with your friends putting it there.
So Mommy had you recruit a friend to help you return it to wherever it mysteriously came from.
I still really don’t know the story of the potty on our porch. Oh well.
Love,
Daddy
15 years, 4 months.
Dear Jack,
For our recent Spring Break vacation to Georgia, for your souvenir, you were drawn to a steel tongue drum… of all things!
And since you have brought it home, you have been researching to learn to play songs you like… including “The Scientist” by Coldplay.
I love it that you are showing an interest in playing a musical instrument… even if it’s not a guitar like I play.
Love,
Daddy
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