Dear Holly: You Now Only Sleep in Your Mermaid Tail Blanket

2 and a half years.

Dear Holly,

The new norm now is that while Mommy is finishing up the dishes downstairs after dinner, I walk you upstairs and give you your bath.

Mommy steps in to get you dressed and read you a story, but then it’s back to me to read you a 2nd story and then actually put you to bed.

For the past couple of weeks now, you have insisted on crawling into your mermaid tale blanket that Aunt Jenny got for you last Christmas.

It’s basically a sleeping bag- and not that I have any issues at this point getting you to agree to go to sleep, but the mermaid tale blanket definitely serves as extra assurance.

Needless to say, the mermaid tale blanket is now on the “must pack” list for all upcoming overnight road trips.

 

Love,

Daddy

Dear Jack: I Figured Out Your 1st Crush is Dove Cameron from Liv and Maddie

7 years, 11 months.

Dear Jack,

As your current Netflix binge-watching show of choice is Disney’s Liv and Maddie, now a 2nd time through, I correctly assumed that part of why you like the show so much is because of the actress who plays the main characters and twin sisters of the show, Dove Cameron.

I mentioned this to Mommy, who immediately asked you:

“Jack, do you think Liv and Maddie are pretty? Do you think they’re cute?”

Your inability to speak served as the obvious answer to the question.

Eventually, you attempted to play the whole thing down, as you unsuccessfully convinced us with an “I guess…”

I’m just proud of myself for figuring the thing out.

Love,

Daddy

Dear Jack: You Were Literally Smashing Pumpkins

7 years, 11 months.

Dear Jack,

One of my favorite bands in junior high and high school was Smashing Pumpkins. In fact, their 1993 album Siamese Dream remains one of my favorites of all time.

But all that was lost on you when you asked last Saturday, “Daddy, will you go outside with me so I can go smash the pumpkins?”

The light rain definitely didn’t stop you.

You began by taking your miniature hammer that you got with one of your crafts from Home Depot and started smashing the first rotting jack o’lantern left over from Halloween.

The task proved to be more difficult than either of us thought:

Your hammer basically just bounced off the pumpkin, for the most part.

Then you had another fun idea, “Daddy, can I roll the other pumpkin down the hill and see what happens?

What surprised us both is that after a few rolls, that pumpkin split in half.

It’s official:

The hill was mightier than the hammer.

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: You are Clearly Fearless and Daring

2 and a half years old.

Dear Holly,

I’m pretty sure I’ll never have to convince you to try new things. As you have been watching your brother speed down the cul-de-sac, you have correctly assumed that you could successfully do the same, on your little school bus.

As you can see in the video above, you amazingly are able to not only use your legs to scoot your way up the hill, but you also confidently use your legs as brakes to slow down.

While I admit I feel that this seems dangerous, I also don’t want to stop you from having fun outside; knowing that you have yet to get hurt doing it.

I think it’s so cool that you loving scooting up and down on your little bus!

Love,

Daddy

Dear Jack: This Was Definitely Your Biggest Halloween Ever!

7 years, 11 months.

Dear Jack,

It was supposed to start raining around dinner time on Halloween. I really hated that for you; that it would be nearly impossible to visit many houses on the one day each year we attempt to visit every neighbor in our neighborhood with their front porch light on.

Amazingly though, it was perfect weather outside; for any day of the year, actually.

It was about 66 degrees and the wind was barely blowing.

Not to mention, more neighbors were giving out candy this year, compared to the previous Halloweens we’ve lived in our neighborhood.

We literally visited every single house with the light on.

And when we got back to our own house, there was no room left in your bucket, even for another pack of Skittles.

Maybe your dinosaur costume scared them into giving you a little more candy this time?

Love,

Daddy