Dear Holly: You Joined Me for Play Practice

9 years, 9 months.

Dear Holly,

During the couple of weeks of rehearsal for the play, you decided to join me on three different occasions for our rehearsals.

That meant you got a front row seat to the show, in addition to you hanging out with Mommy helped me rehearse my lines.

I can say this confidently: You learned my lines better than I did!

Love,

Daddy

Dear Jack: Your Theatrical Dad?

15 years, 3 months.

Dear Jack,

I do wonder what it must be like to have a dad who is the guy up there on the stage, playing up a completely cartoonish character in an effort to entertain the crowd.

Well, I guess it’s all you know. You’ve grown up seeing me go up to strangers when we are out in public.

So yeah, it’s nothing new to you.

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: Coming to See Me at the Play

9 years, 9 months.

Dear Holly,

Last week while Grandma was visiting and staying with us, in part so she could see me perform in the play, she stayed in your bedroom; which meant I was gracious enough to let you sleep on the floor of our bedroom on a blow-up mattress all week.

You made yourself at home, even setting up a special corner for one of your stuffed animals as well.

I think it was like a fun camping trip for you!

 

Love,

Daddy

Dear Jack: A Sunday Afternoon

15 years, 2 months.

Dear Jack,

Last Sunday afternoon, Mommy needed to catch up on some work, while I needed to catch up on some sleep. Meanwhile, you drove your sister down the street in your UTV to Uncle Andrew and Aunt Dana’s house.

You were able to throw the baseball around with Uncle Andrew outside, while your sister worked on a craft with your cousin Darla.

And I didn’t even have to drive you there. In fact, I was asleep for a solid two hours; which was much needed as I am currently in the middle of all the play performances right now.

What a great Sunday afternoon!

 

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: Your Friend’s Birthday Party Nearly an Hour Away

9 years, 9 months.

Dear Holly,

This past Saturday morning, Mommy was in Atlanta picking up Grandma who had flown in from Sacramento. Meanwhile, I was at play practice.

So we recruited Nonna and Papa’s help in transporting you to your classmate’s birthday party that morning; which took place nearly an hour away, in Gadsden.

I had explained to you that while I was growing up here in this town, we didn’t have to drive nearly an hour away for a birthday party: We had a bowling alley, a skating rink and a movie theater!

You laughed in confusion when I explained that we even had birthday parties at McDonald’s!

Either way, you clearly had so much fun at the birthday party!

 

Love,

Daddy