Dear Holly: You are Now 9 and a Half Years Old

9 years, 6 months.

Dear Holly,

This past week you turned 9 and a half years old. I think about how you’ll be double digits in less than 6 months.

That thought just makes me appreciate you still being a child that much more.

You wanted to go to the County Fair last week. It was so crowded. But you didn’t really care about the rides. Instead, you just wanted to win a Peppa Pig you saw as a prize.

And you did!

It made me so happy to see you play the game and win. You’ve been carrying Peppa Pig with you everywhere since then.

 

Love,

Daddy

Dear Jack: Still Catching Crawdads

14 years, 11 months.

Dear Jack,

As you’re now less than a few weeks away from your 15th birthday, I love to see how you still have that sense of adventure and exploration you always had as a little boy.

While we were recently on Fall Break in Blue Ridge, you were so excited when you discovered evidence of crawdads in the creek there in front of our cabin.

You tracked them down and were able to pull one out of the water.

It makes me so happy that you still want to catch crawdads whenever you get the chance.

Love,

Daddy

Dear Jack: The Perfect Size for Wings

14 years, 11 months.

Dear Jack,

Last week while we were in Blue Ridge and stopped for lunch at a Mexican restaurant, they happened to have a photo op there while we waited for our table.

I didn’t realize it as I was taking the picture, but you brought it to my attention:

You were the exact perfect size to just walk right up and have the wings perfectly fit.

Not only were you the exact height, but you were the exact width.

I say “were” because as you are continuing to grow right now, I’m sure you will have outgrown those wings the next time we visit there… if you haven’t already!

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: The Bigfoot Museum Was Too Scary for You

9 years, 5 months.

Dear Holly,

When I took this picture of you last week at the bigfoot museum in Blue Ridge, I thought you were trying to be funny and look like the bigfoot statue you were standing in front of.

But after we returned back home from our Fall Break vacation, I realized you were actually afraid instead!

You explained to me that for the remaining days we stayed in the cabin, you were secretly fearing that a bigfoot would try to break into our cabin.

Fortunately, the only animals we saw out at our cabin in Blue Ridge were plenty of harmless deer.

 

Love,

Daddy

Dear Jack: Sleeping in Our New Room

14 years, 11 months.

Dear Jack,

After our family’s Fall Break Vacation to Blue Ridge came to an end, Grandma stayed at our house overnight, before taking her flight back to California.

She slept in your bedroom, which meant you had a choice:

Either sleep on your sister’s top bunk in her bedroom, or…

Sleep on the blow-up mattress in our brand-new office/sun room/studio; which is so new, that construction completed the day before we left for our trip.

You seemed to appreciate it as your makeshift bedroom. Having your PlayStation 5 in there helped.

The room is apparently close to soundproof because I didn’t hear you playing your games at all after I went to bed!

Love,

Daddy