Dear Jack: Catching Fish Using Your Own Invented Contraptions

12 years, 10 months.

Dear Jack,

This past Saturday morning, you asked me to take you to a nearby creek so you could test out your newest fishing traps you created.

We spent two solid hours there in the water; as the mosquitoes particularly loved my blood test, but not yours.

You tried out your customized net, fishing pole, and special trap you made using a water bottle.

Sure enough, your hard work was worth it. You caught plenty of little fish; as well as crawfish.

You enjoyed it so much, you are now working on newer, improved versions of your fishing traps.

 

Love,

Daddy

Dear Jack: Showing Off the Car You and Papa Built at the Cruise In

12 years, 10 months.

Dear Jack,

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This past Saturday was a big day and a big deal.

You finally were able to show off your new creation that you built with Papa over the summer.

There was a “cruise in”, which is basically like a car show but there are no official awards or prizes.

Your car was parked right in front on Papa’s 1963 Ford Falcon and his 1980 MGB. I couldn’t help but notice that just as many people stopped to look at your car, and even get their picture made with it, as they did Papa’s cars.

Little did they know, your car was actually rebuilt from a lawnmower, but drives a lot faster than one!

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: When Daddy Wears His New Short Shorts to Walk You to School

7 years, 4 months.

Dear Holly,

Even a couple of weeks into the new school year, your bus still hasn’t got the timing right in order to pick you up for school on time.

Therefore, I have had to walk you to school; which is actually quicker than driving you, since we can basically see your school from our backyard.

We just walk alongside the cornfield behind our house to the main sidewalk that leads right to your school.

You told me, “Daddy, your new shorts are too short. It’s embarrassing when you wear those!”

I suppose it doesn’t help the situation than I wear your pink backpack for you as well.

Yet still, it’s sure better than waiting for the bus and then being late for school.

Love,

Daddy

 

Love,

Daddy

Dear Jack: You’re Now in the 7th Grade!

12 years, 9 months.

Dear Jack,

Welp, what can I say?…

You’re officially one cool dude this days.

Seventh grade has now begun- and you were definitely ready for the first day.

You’ve got the cool clothes, the cool shoes, and of course, the cool haircut from a real barber…

Not to mention, you’re just two months away from being a teenager!

I remember how much I loved the 7th grade. It was one of my favorite school years.

So I have to believe that you’ve got an amazing year ahead.

I’m specifically curious to see how your love of working on cars plays into your extra curricular activities.

Fun stuff!

 

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: You’re Now in the 2nd Grade!

7 years, 3 months.

Dear Holly,

I keep forgetting you’re not in 1st grade anymore!

This is now your 3rd year in Elementary School.

For this first week, they are still figuring out the bus schedules, so I have been walking you to and from school each day in order to keep you from being late.

Since we take the shortcut alongside the cornfield behind our house, I have to pick up you and carry you for a ways across the grass; so you don’t get all soggy like my boots do instead.

Once we get to the field, you always say, “Yay! The Daddy Chair!

Because I pick you up, then hold you just like a chair you would sit in, as we traverse the dewey grass.

It’s quite fancy.

You must be special or something!

Love,

Daddy