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Dear Jack: You Started Taking Karate Lessons at the Rec Center

8 years, 2 months.

Dear Jack,

Last Saturday, we drove around the corner to the rec center so you could start intro karate lessons.

The instructor called you up several times to help him demonstrate in front of the class on how to get out of certain attack holds.

He explained that the first action in self-defense is to verbally tell the person to stop.

His focus was on helping students to prevent a fight, as opposed to participating in one.

We are trying out this class over the next couple of months to see if you want to take it to the next level and enroll in an official karate studio.

I have a feeling that could easily be what ends up happening.

Love,

Daddy

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Dear Holly: Your Matching Elsa and Olaf Nightgown for Your Jelly Cat Bunny

2 years, 9 months.

Dear Holly,

Three years ago, which was a few months before you were born, I bought you a Jelly Cat bunny with a flower design for its ears: Blossom Bunny Posey.

It has been one of your favorite stuffed animals this whole time.

Well, for Christmas, Aunt Dana got you an Elsa and Olaf nightgown, that also came with a smaller version of itself for a doll.

Needless to say, your bunny was the doll selected to wear the matching nightgown.

Since Christmas, you have been that much more excited to go to bed each night, knowing you get to wearing your special matching nightgown.

You look so adorable in it!

Love,

Daddy

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Dear Jack: It Was Time to Smash Your 2 Year-Old Volcano in the Cul-De-Sac

8 years, 2 months.

Dear Jack,

In December, you finally erupted your volcano kit that you had received for Christmas from two years before.

This past Sunday, after you took a break from riding your four wheeler and then your razor scooter, as we took advantage of the surprisingly sunny afternoon, you then assigned yourself a fun activity.

You had found that volcano in the garage, along with your hammer.

So needless to say, you had a great time destroying that volcano in our cul-de-sac.

Looking back at the picture, I guess I should have had you wear some goggles instead of the helmet you happened to already been wearing.

Oh well. That volcano lived a good long life.

Love,

Daddy

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Dear Holly: Taking About Boots is a Fun, Self-Imposed, Activity

2 years, 9 months.

Dear Holly,

This past weekend while we were spending the weekend in Alabama to celebrate Aunt Dana’s 35th birthday, you got to spend plenty of time with your cousins.

While your older cousin Calla was hanging out with your brother, you teamed up with Darla who is just a few months older than you.

As the two of you made your way over to the other side of the room to play in the toy corner, your cousin Darla enthusiastically and confidently suggested to you:

“Let’s talk about boots!”

Immediately, everyone else in the room began laughing.

It was so funny, and relevant, that the two of you would be excited simply to talk about boots!

Obviously, you were happy to oblige to her cousin’s idea.

Love,

Daddy

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Dear Holly: You Appreciate New Clothes the Way Your Brother Loves New Toys

2 years, 8 months.

LoDear Holly,

Your brother doesn’t have the ability to ever be excited about receiving clothes as a gift.

But it’s a completely different story with you.

Last weekend, Mommy presented you with the dress that was meant to be one to wear to church on Christmas Sunday; but we ended up not going that day.

So you got to debut your Christmas dress a few Sundays late. And you were so happy, and so proud, to be wearing it.

To you, a dress or new outfit is a toy. It registers the same in your brain.

Your Christmas dress happened to be one that Mommy found brand-new (and very cheap!) at a consignment store.

But it still had the tags on it, so it was completely new to you.

Look at you in your new dress. You are such a precious little girl!

Love,

Daddy