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And 7 Years Later We Have A Nearly 3 Year-Old…

October 5, 2013 at 10:04 pm , by 

2 years, 10 months.

Dear Jack,

Our family time today at the park was probably one of the hottest and most humid October days in Tennessee I can ever remember.

It’s easy to forget that this is October right now, but exactly 7 years ago to this day, on October 5, 2006, I remember it feeling more like  a normal October day.

In other words, ther air was slightly chilly and the thought of a Pumpkin Spice Frappucino seemed much more appealing…

I’ll never forget that Thursday night.

As I sat at my laptop  after dinner, I saw an email invitation to be part of the audience for a taping of the the CMT show, Crossroads.

Though I wouldn’t really know anyone there, the episode of The Office was a rerun that night.

Plus, I was a single, 25 year-old guy. Who knew? Maybe I’d meet the girl I was supposed to marry…

Needless to say, that’s exactly what happened.

The end.

Oh, you want to know more? Okay…

The memory of the first time I saw Mommy is so clear to me.

I walked into The Factory, a mall that used to be an actual factory, where the taping for the episode was taking place, realizing I was part of an ocean of people; so many, that my participation in the episode might not even be needed.

As I looked for the end of the line to get in the door, I saw my friend John sitting on a bench outside of a restaurant.

Next to him was a very beautiful girl he appeared to be friends with. Perhaps on a normal night, there was a chance I would be too intimidated to strike up a conversation with a girl like that.

But this was no ordinary night. Not to mention, I knew it would help that apparently she and I had a mutual friend, who could serve as the perfect conversation starter.

I can’t remember many details of our first conversation, but I do remember this: We talked for nearly 3 hours as we waited in line and during the taping of the episode. (The music from the concert was so loud it’s not like we were disturbing anything.)

Oh, actually, we talked about Pumpkin Spice Frappucinos… that’s one detail I do remember.

Exactly 4 months after the night we first met, we had our first date at a John Mayer concert. Exactly a week later was Valentine’s Day, which made it easy for me to ask for a 2nd date.

We fell in love. The rest is history.

Actually, the rest is the future– and you’re part of that future of ours.

Mommy and I met exactly 7 years ago tonight… and 7 years later we have a nearly 3 year-old.

That’s you!

Great story, huh, kid?

 

Love,

Daddy

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Counting Random Cell Phone Keyboards, Like A Boss

October 3, 2013 at 8:49 pm , by 

2 years, 10 months.

Dear Jack,

Some things in life just can’t be explained. For example, why are there over a dozen cell phone keyboards in the parking lot of your school?

Since a couple of weeks ago when we started parking next to your teachers’ Mustangs, we discovered a strange array of cell phone keyboards as we got out of my car.

It’s so strange…

There are no other cell phone parts anywhere else around. Just the keyboards.

Are cell phone keyboards hot on the black market right now?

Did a cell phone keyboard bandit run across your school’s parking lot, carrying hundreds of them over his shoulder in a giant sack, that happened to have a slit in it, causing many of them to fall onto the ground?

That’s the best explanation I can come up with.

Needless to say, you’re pretty fascinated by the mystery (and possible government conspiracy?) of these cell phone keyboards.

Our new daily tradition is that every time we now get out of or into our car in the school parking lot, you like to get down and count them.

Today when I picked you up from school, your teacher Ms. Lauren updated me on the funny thing you said to her this time:

“Ms. Lauren, there’s cell phones in the parking lot. I counted them. There’s 10 of them!”

You’re right. You indeed count 10 of them each time.

It is because of the cell phone keyboards that I now officially know you can count to 10. Because you do it at least once a day now.

Even without meaning to, you found a way to test out what you learn at school.

I think it’s safe to say that cell phone keyboards may be the most peculiar thing you will ever use in the process of learning to count.

As for the mystery of how they got there, I guess we’ll just have to ask God when we get to Heaven one day.

 

Love,

Daddy

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Is It Okay To Take Our Jogging Stroller To The Mall?

October 2, 2013 at 10:19 pm , by 

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Raising A Little Adult… I Mean, Only Child

October 1, 2013 at 11:59 pm , by 

2 years, 10 months.

Dear Jack,

A few weeks ago when you began your obsession with trying to find a pink Hummer on the way to school, I finally had to break the news to you as softly as I could:

“You don’t see a lot of pink Hummers on the road, Jack. You really don’t see a lot of pink cars at all, really.”

Since that day, you have been using my phrase “you don’t see a lot of” to refer to any possibly peculiar or slightly rare vehicles you see as we drive around Nashville.

“A blue dump truck!” You paused for two seconds, then continued, as if recovering from deep thought:

“You don’t see a lot of blue dump trucks.”

This weekend I helped you make the poor man’s version of a Thomas the Train table by connecting all your plastic Take-N-Play tracks and playsets across our coffee table and couch.

You’ve got this new Hot Wheels van that serves as, I assume, a post-Rapture, pre-Apocalypse survival vehicle.

The entire back of the van is enclosed in what I think is supposed to be bulletproof glass, containing inside a tiny bed, a giant computer, and what appear to be giant tanks of oxygen.

As you considered letting the van cross the bridge from the table to the couch, alongside my Gremlin from the 1980s, you proclaimed, “You don’t see a lot of weird orange vans.”

The reason this story is funny to me is because when you say “you don’t see a lot of” it makes me think of you as a little adult.

That just doesn’t sound like a phrase a nearly 3 year-old goes around saying.

(However, I wouldn’t be surprised to learn that using unusual, adult-sounding phrases is actually pretty typical of kids your age.)

I’ve heard that raising an “only child” is like raising a little adult.

I could see that…

 

Love,

Daddy

 

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Quality Family Time For My Kid Is… Going To Whole Foods?

September 28, 2013 at 6:37 am , by 

2 years, 10 months.

Dear Jack,

Mommy and I do our best to make sure that the little time we have together as a family is as quality time as possible.

We recognize that even the exact events that are intended to be exciting family adventures can end up taking away from quality time instead of enhancing it.

Knowing that we’ve got a fun road trip to Louisville coming up in just two weeks, we’re trying to make sure that this weekend and next are relatively chill.

It could be easy to assume that the low key events that take place on weekends like this would be somehwhat not that exciting for you.

But I can’t be too sure…

On Monday at your school, I saw on the wall a giant list entitled “What Do We Do With Our Families?”

As usual, you had perhaps the most seemingly random answer of all for the list:

“I go to Whole Foods and go to the pool with Daddy and Mommy!”

The pool part makes sense… but Whole Foods?

I thought it might truly just be nothing more than a random answer, but this reference to Whole Foods came up on again on Friday.

Mrs. Tonya, your school’s director, was telling me how you, the assistant director, and some of your friends were sitting at a table, pretending to be riding in a car.

When Ms. Lisa, the assistant director, asked where everyone wanted to go, the answers immediately starting coming in from your friends: to the playground, to the zoo, to play with toys, etc.

Then came your answer:

“Let’s go to Whole Foods!”

I imagine it was one of those moments where it was as if music was playing, then suddendly, the DJ stopped the vinyl record and everyone froze what their were doing, in an instant state of confusion.

Lesson learned.

Even if it seems to me like certain family activities would not be fun for you, like buying groceries with Mommy and Daddy at Whole Foods, there’s still a decent chance you may identify that event as the most exciting one there is.

 

Love,

Daddy