Dear Holly: The Church Grill Out at Nonna and Papa’s House

9 years, 5 months.

Dear Holly,

This past Saturday, we really got to see Nonna and Papa’s playground come to life, as Mommy and I hosted our Sunday School class’s grill out there.

My favorite part was being able to see the joy that Nonna and Papa experienced as they watched all the kids play on Papa’s customized playground… and all the parents be able to socialize without having to worry about their kids being entertained.

I mean, seriously… who has a seated zipline in their backyard? It is quite the Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory of playgrounds! And it just happens to be at your grandparents’ house!

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: You Eat Salad Now?

9 years, 5 months.

Dear Holly,

This week Mommy had to go to Nashville for a few days to run an event she planned for her company at work. So that meant it was up to you (and me?) to pack your lunch for school.

One of the things you packed for yourself was a salad… in a special bowl that allows you to easily pack the dressing separately from the lettuce. It’s a very convenient way for you to take salad to school for lunch.

That makes me so happy that, finally, one of my kids chooses to eat salad.

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: What You Do at Sleepovers as a 9 Year-Old

9 years, 4 months.

Dear Holly,

I am still not over the fact that Mommy and I are at the point in life where she and I can just go away for a weekend, leaving you and your brother at Nonna and Papa’s… and it’s totally okay with everybody!

And it helps even more that your cousin Darla joined in at your most recent sleepover, ensuring that there would be nonstop 9 year-old activities the whole time!

Of course, much of it revolves around your collection of dolls… as the event becomes “the dolls’ sleepover” perhaps more than your own, as you perceive it.

I love it that we live in the same state as family now!

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: Playing Dr. Mario with Me

9 years, 4 months.

Dear Holly,

Our current shared obsession is playing the 1990 Nintendo game Dr. Mario.

Just about every day now for the past couple of weeks, we end up playing for at least 30 minutes.

I love it that sometimes you like to to get some practice in on your own.

You definitely are getting harder to beat… and sometimes you definitely are too good for me!

When I was your age, Dr. Mario was not a game I even liked. But now, it’s my most favorite.

And the best part is that you can enjoy it with me!

Love,

Daddy

Dear Jack: The Fishing Pole You Made a School

14 years, 10 months.

Dear Jack,

When you’re at the house, you don’t really have much to say to us, as your parents. So when you come home from school, it can be difficult for us to know what kind of day you’ve had; because when we ask, we typically just get a mumbled “good” out of you.

But this week, you came home from school proudly sporting a handcrafted fishing pole you made from mechanical pencils and other random school supplies you found in the halls at your school.

When you demonstrate your creativity like this, I know that’s your way of saying without speaking the words: “Of course I’m happy!”

Love,

Daddy