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Dear Holly: Getting the Purple Glove Treatment for the Flu

3 years, 9 months.

Dear Holly,

Last Friday afternoon, I received the call from your school that you had a temperature of 105 degrees! I took you to doctor and confirmed what your school had accurately predicted: You officially had the flu.

The doctor made it clear you would be contagious for the next week and were not allowed to go back to school for that long.

I was very impressed with how well you handled yourself during the entire doctor visit. You started getting a bit restless there towards the end, as you kept trying to tell me something while the doctor was explaining the process of giving you medicine.

“Oh, I forgot,” I explained to the doctor. “Holly is hoping she can take care a pair of those purple medical gloves you have there in the box hanging on the wall.”

That’s all it took to make you happy, despite how physically horrible you were feeling.

You wore then on the ride home. You wore them to bed. And you wear them the next day while you played with your toys.

Getting the flu meant you needed the purple glove treatment!

Love,

Daddy

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Dear Jack: You’re Becoming Aware of a Sense of Fashion

9 years, 2 months.

Dear Jack,

As you’re now in the 2nd half of your 3rd grade school year, I am noticing the acute progression of how you are starting to care more about what you wear… and your hair.

I am sensing that halfway into 3rd grade, part of the culture is to start trying to stand out with what you wear to school.

So when you proudly wore your new WWE wrestling shirt to school, I knew to immediately ask you when I got home, “Did anyone notice your new shirt?”

I see this is as the beginning of you discovering the fine line between presenting yourself as an individual, while at the same time between aware of what is current and trending.

Love,

Daddy

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Dear Holly: More Training to Be a Cage Fighter

3 years, 8 months.

Dear Holly

In the aftermath of your brother creating a new before-bedtime-battle game using his toy weapons and armor, it was no surprise that this lead to more battle training downstairs in the living room during dinner prep.

Your brother let you choose your weapon: a small plastic sword.

He genuinely taught you how to attack him, despite the armor he was wearing.

You loved it!

You brother enjoyed having such a trainable little student as a soldier in training.

It was a good idea that he spent $10 of his allowance money on plastic at The Dollar Tree.

Love,

Daddy

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Dear Jack: Your Newly Invented “Before-Bedtime-Battles” Game

9 years, 2 months.

Dear Jack,

Earlier this week, you accidentally invented a new game as we were getting ready for bed time. I was taking the hamster out of his aquarium for the night; meanwhile you were going through your bottom dresser drawer.

I learned that’s where you keep all your toy weapons and armor; all purposed from the Dollar Tree.

As I sat on the bed with hamster, you decided to put on some armor, choose a weapon, and then throw me a black foam ball that was in the drawer too.

“See if you can hit with the ball, Daddy,” you insisted.

So I put the hamster back in his aquarium and we engaged in the battle.

That was Monday. We’ve been playing this game every night since then.

Love,

Daddy

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Dear Holly: We Matched with Black and White Stripes

3 years, 8 months.

Earlier this week, after I got dressed for work one morning, I walked out into the living room to see that you and I were ultimately wearing the same thing:

Mommy had dressed you a new black and white striped dress that you had never worn before.

Meanwhile, I was wearing my black and white striped shirt; my first time to wear it since last winter.

Once we got to your school, I had your teacher take a picture of us.

It’s a bold choice to wear the visually jarring combo of black and white stripes, so I thought it was really interesting it happened on the same random day.

Love,

Daddy