Dear Jack: CentriKid Camp for Kids

10 years, 7 months.

Dear Jack,

As I write this to you now, you are half way through your very first week of overnight summer camp.

We didn’t even plan it! It just came together last minute; unlike the typical culture of our household.

But you just happened to be in Alabama last week at Nonna and Papa’s house when your cousin Calla was getting ready to go to camp at CentriKid.

You really wanted to go, so they were able to squeeze in one more kid- that’s you!

I am confident that you are always going to love and remember this week as a highlight of your childhood!

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: McDonald’s Hotcakes are an Event

5 years, 2 months.

Dear Holly,

Last Wednesday made the first time where I got to witness the very serious ordeal of you getting to enjoy a special breakfast at your preschool: Hotcakes from the drive-thru at McDonald’s!

It was a tradition that apparently started several months ago when one of your friends from school brought some in. From there, the trend caught on among the other students.

Usually I’m the one who picks you up from school and Mommy drops you off.

But last Wednesday, the day before we left for our retreat to Big Canoe, Mommy had to drive to Nashville for work, so your “once a week” hotcakes treat fell on my turn.

You were so proud. You take things very seriously as you spread the butter evenly on them!

It’s hilarious- and it’s very sweet.

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: Your Boyfriend Brooks?

5 years, 2 months.

Dear Holly,

Since the beginning of mankind, humans have used art as a way to illustrate things that fascinate and inspire them.

This past weekend, you were unashamed in your proclamation of your “boyfriend” Brooks, from your preschool class.

Granted, this is no surprise to me. When Mommy or I go to pick you up in the afternoons from school and Brooks is still there too, he says to you, “Holly… hug!”

Just a few weeks ago, right in front of me, he told you, “Holly, remember… I’m going to marry you one day!”

I’ve even met both of his parents in the process of picking you up from school, too. They have heard the same stories from Brooks.

So I guess we’ll see how all this pans out in about 20 years!

Love,

Daddy

Dear Jack: Putting the Hamster in Your Beyblade Stadium

10 years, 7 months.

Dear Jack,

As you get older, it’s only natural that certain toys become less relevant; or at least find a new purpose in entertaining you.

As for your Beyblade Stadium which was the main even a couple of years ago; it has been repurposed as a running track and/or playground for our hamster, Alpha.

He seems to appreciate the change of scenery and environment as well. It’s interesting to watch him become obsessed with trying to rub his scent on it, but it doesn’t work since it’s plastic; as opposed to the wood shavings in his aquarium.

Now we know- Beyblade Stadiums make good hamster playgrounds!

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: Your Father’s Day Picture of Me

5 years, 2 months.

Dear Holly,

I was very proud to receive a picture you colored of me for Father’s Day, that you made at school.

Your teacher had you fill in some blanks about me.

I love your perception of me; like how my pockets are full of money and how said you like the way I make you mac-and-cheese.

And that my favorite food is “pasta with hot sauce”… even though what you are actually watching me eat each night with dinner is sauerkraut with hot sauce.

But my favorite thing is what you said I always say:

“I can plan with you.”

And that’s true. I don’t want to ever miss an opportunity to stop what I’m doing, to spend time having fun with you!

Love,

Daddy