8 years, 9 months.

Dear Holly,

Mommy and I have this unspoken understanding that she lays out your completed school projects for me to see before she throws them away.

So as I walked through the living room this week, your amazing artwork caught my attention:

You did such a good job of creating a portrait of Martin Luther King, Jr.

I feel like I’m telling you every single week how talented you at arts and crafts.

And then I looked closer, to realize that the portrait was actually stappled to a related worksheet.

I immediately figured it would be you telling about some of the specific ways Martin Luther King, Jr. made the world a better place. He is certainly one of my personal favorite heroes.

You filled in the first line by correctly stating that Martin Luther King, Jr.’s dream was that “everybody is equal”.

But then I was confused by the picture you drew of you and Mommy shopping at Walmart:

“My dream is… every product in the store is free. In my dream, people would… go to the store and pick out a need or want and it would be free. Here is something I can do to make my dream come true… dream about it.”

Not quite a wish for world peace.

Umm… well... at least you were honest?

 

Love,

Daddy