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Dear Holly: You Helped Mommy Make Chocolate Pie!

6 years, 9 months.

Dear Holly,

It is no secret that you love to be helping. This weekend, you were so excited to learn that Mommy was making a chocolate pie for our family.

When I returned home from buying groceries on Saturday, I saw that you literally put in a “helping hand”.

Your entire hand, and mouth, was fully covered in chocolate.

I can’t say either way whether that improved or hurt the quality of the pie.

What I do know is, our family enjoyed having a little slice of it each night this week after dinner.

So keep helping Mommy make pies!

Love,

Daddy

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Dear Holly: You are Camouflaged in Our Living Room

6 years, 9 months.

Dear Holly,

You have this habit of sneaking up on me when I’m in the kitchen. You’re not necessarily trying, but you are so quiet when you come downstairs.

A few days ago, I had looked up from doing the dishes, and you were standing a few feet away, smiling at me. It took a second to realize you were even there!

I said, “Holly, you’re the same colors as our living room! I couldn’t actually see you!”

Since then, you have been playing this to your advantage..

This morning, it was time for me take you outside to the bus stop. I walked right past you.

You were effortlessly hiding underneath the blanket on the rug.

When you realized I assumed you were upstairs instead, you started giggling, and gave yourself away.

If you hadn’t, I would have been looking for you for a while!

Love,

Daddy

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Dear Jack: You are Now Spending Your Own Money on Car Cases

12 years, 2 months.

Dear Jack,

This time around with collecting Hot Wheels, you are only buying “real” cars; not the silly made-up ones. It’s basically like you are becoming Jay Leno, with his warehouses full of collectible vehicles.

You do your research online, and then scout the nearby stores for the ones that might carry the particular make and model you are looking for. Or you will actually by the Hot Wheels car online when you have to.

Not only are you spending your own money on buying the cars for your collection, but you are now also buying the collector’s cases to store them in as well.

It makes me wonder which actual car you will ended up driving here in a few years!

 

Love,

Daddy

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Dear Holly: You Won a Prize for Having the Best Handwriting in Your Class!

6 years, 8 months.

Dear Holly,

You came home from school so proud last week, when you announced to Mommy and me that your teacher gave you a special prize for having the best handwriting in the class.

Apparently, your teacher has been paying attention to the details of your work at school… as you clearly have, as well.

The prize? A big pouch of candy: Sour Punch Spooky Straws… of course!

I suppose the taste of victory is so much sweeter (and more sour?) when you get candy to recognize your habit of leaning a bit toward perfectionism in everything you do.

Love,

Daddy

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Dear Jack: Further Proof You’re Probably Going to Be an Engineer

12 years, 1 month.

Dear Jack,

I have been saying your entire life, how I believe you are going to be an engineer when you grow up.

And each year that passes, I see further evidence of this.

We are at the point now to where when Mommy orders furniture that requires assembly, you are the one who is smart enough to figure out how to assemble it… and just as important, you actually enjoy the challenge of it.

This past week, as I went to my office for the final time in my career, since we all work from home now. I brought home some 3-D puzzles I found there.

For me, it would have been a nightmare to build the puzzle. For you, I think it was the highlight of your week!

 

Love,

Daddy