Dear Holly: Picture Day for 3rd Grade

8 years, 3 months.

Dear Holly,

Last week Mommy had to spend a few days working in Nashville, which meant it was just you and me and your brother here at the house.

We managed fine, until realizing Friday was picture day at school.

Fortunately, Aunt Dana volunteered to get you all fixed up; in addition to taking you and your brother to school each day.

I just dropped you off at her house about 15 minutes early and she gave you what I call “the beauty pageant treatment”.

That’s one of the many benefits of living 0.2 miles from family.

We are definitely not used to that. We used to be nearly 3 hours away from family.

Now we live on the same street!

Love

Daddy

Dear Jack: Lawnmower Man

13 years, 9 months.

Dear Jack,

Having a lawn to mow is a new experience for our family. For the nearly decade Mommy and I lived in our townhouse, there was no lawn to mow. Then, at our house we lived in for nearly a decade before moving here to Alabama, the HOA paid a company to do that for all the residents in our neighborhood.

But now, we officially live on nearly an acre of land which we are responsible for mowing.

I personally have plenty of experience mowing the lawn while growing up as a kid. In college, I made money in the summers mowing lawns for people.

While I was definitely willing to get starting again by mowing our lawn, I’ve yet to have that opportunity, as you have so far proactively done it yourself each week… for ten bucks a pop.

I predict that next spring, we will invest in a riding mower. I’m guessing you’ll still get 10 dollars each time, even though the job will be a lot easier then!

 

Love,

Daddy

My Mother-in-Law Came to Visit Our New Home in Alabama

In July, we spent our summer vacation on the Oregon coast; where we celebrated my mother-in-law’s 80th birthday.

Now, a month later, she spent some time at our new home in Alabama. She flew all the way out here from the Sacramento area, on the other side of the country.

I always enjoy her being around. She and I clearly both have the “can’t sit still” gene. We can certainly relate to each other.

As a passive viewer of every episode of every “house hunting” show on HGTV and Roku (because, you know, my wife…), I have always openly mocked the husband and wife as they say, “Oh, this would make a good space for entertaining guests…”

My immediate response to the TV is always, “Yeah right! You are not going to be entertaining guests! That’s just staged footage at the end of each episode that you set up for the camera crew and then you never have anybody over after that!”

I am quite passionate (and skilled) at heckling reality shows: “Really? You just conveniently saw three houses, made an offer on one that the two of you just happened to say the name of at the exact same time and then you were able to buy that house before somebody else made an offer?!”

Now that I think of it, why does my wife keep inviting me to watch these shows with her?

The funny thing is, the entire time we have been in the renovation process (which we are technically almost done with any day now), I have kept telling my wife, “It is very important to me that we host family and friends for meals together.”

So it makes me happy that we’ve already been able to do that, as we had my side of the family over while my mother-in-law was here. We are actually “entertaining guests”!

As I’ve said before, we are aspiring to live a quiet life here in Alabama.

To be able to have my mother-in-law fly across the country from her home near Sacramento to stay with us… to see her and my wife catching up on the back porch as the sun is doing down… that is the quiet life I came here for.

Dear Jack: Starting 8th Grade

13 years, 8 months.

Dear Jack,

As I drove you to your first day of 8th grade this week, I reminded you:

Eight grade was one of my favorite years of being in school.

I loved being able to go to the orientation with you and see so many of the people I grew up with, who are A) teachers at the middle school now or B) have kids your age who are at the middle school with you.

Fortunately, you already know some of the boys from church; so you’re not completely “the new kid” who doesn’t no anyone yet.

Not to mention, your cousin Calla is there alongside you, since she is the same age.

And if nothing else, you definitely have the coolest boy perm in the entire 8 grade.

So at least you’ve got that going for you.

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: Starting 3rd Grade

8 years, 3 months.

Dear Holly,

As I predicted last week, you lost your other front tooth just in time for 3rd grade. I admit, I felt sad after pulling it for you; as it hit me:

This is the last time I am going to pull one of my kids’ front teeth!

But you definitely have not been sad this week. Instead, you have been so excited to start 3rd grade at your new school in Alabama.

And somehow, don’t ask me how… you and your cousin Darla happened to get into the same classroom.

You are going to love 3rd grade.

 

Love,

Daddy