Dear Jack: I’m Pretty Sure You’re on Santa’s Naughty List Now

13 years, 2 months.

Dear Jack,

I learned earlier this week that you ordered online your most powerful pellet gun yet. The next day, it magically arrived at our doorstep.

Naturally, you tested out the new sight in our living room.

As is your tradition with your friend and our neighbor Aiden, you found something interesting in the neighborhood dumpster: A cardboard cut-out of Santa.

This story couldn’t end any other way: Santa has become your official target for shooting your new air rifle.

You are able to shoot through 8 cans in one shot. So I’m pretty sure Santa won’t be holding up for much longer.

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: Spinning on the Simply Fit Board

7 years, 9 months.

Dear Holly,

Several years ago, after seeing the Simply Fit Board pitched on an episode of Shark Tank, I ordered one online. Honestly, I didn’t realize we still even had it here in the house. I’m pretty sure it’s been lodged under a couch for half of your life.

Not anymore.

You brought it downstairs about a month ago, where it remains in the middle of our living room floor.

It is your tradition each evening, as dinner is being prepared, that you spin as fast as you can on it. You spin so fast, I can’t look at you for more than two seconds before I get dizzy.

As for you, you apparently have a high tolerance for dizziness!

Love,

Daddy

Dear Jack: Home Alone? Risky Business?

13 years, 2 months.

Dear Jack,

Last Friday night while Mommy and I were out at your sister’s school dance, there was virtually no discussion about the fact that you would just stay home.

Because, you’re 13 years old. You’re a teenager now.

To my knowledge, you simply stayed in your room; playing a racing game on your phone or binge-watching Young Sheldon.

But for all I know, you may have slid on the hardwood floor, lip-synching to “Old Time Rock and Roll” or maybe you had a big party with all your friends.

If so, you did a good job of hiding all the evidence!

 

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: Your Last School Dance in Tennessee

7 years, 9 months.

Dear Holly,

For the past two years, you and I have attended the Daddy-Daughter Dance at your school. This year, they opened it up to both parents.

I was so happy to see you and Mommy having fun dancing together. I enjoyed being able to take pictures of the two of you living it up!

Of course, you eventually gave Mommy a break, asking me to spin you around; which is our signature dance move together.

During the entire dance, you were smiling and laughing. Anytime we are watching a show together as a family, the moment you hear a dance beat, you immediately jump up and start dancing.

So yeah, you had a really good time at the dance!

 

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: Your Birthday Party for Your New Doll

7 years, 9 months.

Dear Holly,

Before you even received Naty as one of your Christmas gifts, you were already planning her birthday party; which would take place exactly a week after Christmas.

You explained to me how she was turning 8 years old and that she would be opening several presents you got for her.

Sure enough, just as you planned, I had a front row seat for her birthday party.

You manually moved her arms to “help” her open her gifts.

The look on your face as she saw each new gift was one hundred percent genuine; even though you were the one who picked out her birthday gifts for her.

Your imagination is still so strong, that it’s as if part of you truly believes that Naty is a real 8 year-old girl.

I just love being witness to this!

Love,

Daddy