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Dear Holly: Our 2nd Father-Daughter Dance at Church of the City

6 years, 9 months.

Dear Holly,

Not to be confused with the Father-Daughter Dance we had a couple of weeks ago at your school, you and I went to one this past Friday at our church; Church of the City in Spring Hill.

You had fun the entire time, as we danced up near the front of the stage.

And by danced, it largely consisted of you continually saying, “Daddy, swing me!” So yes, I spent much of the time being completely dizzy from spinning you high in the air, like you were on a ride at an amusement park.

Naturally, some of the other girls saw what you and I were doing, and therefore, tried to get their dads to do the same.

I will say: My 5 days a week of weight training are paying off. Otherwise, there’s no way I could be physically fit for the Cross-Fit challenge that you incorporate for me in every Father-Daughter Dance we go to!

 

Love,

Daddy

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Dear Holly: Our 1st Daddy Daughter Dance!

5 years, 11 months.

Dear Holly,

The moment it was announced at our church that they were having a Daddy Daughter Dance, you and Mommy began the search for your dress!

Even aside from how excited you were about the upcoming event, I honestly was just as happy about it.

And now that we went to it last Friday right after your brother’s Taekwondo testing, I can easily say that it was one of the top 10 best moments of my life.

You and I share a very special bond. We loved every single minute of the Daddy Daughter Dance. I am already looking forward to it next year!

Love,

Daddy

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Dear Holly: You Wore Pink Angel Wings to Church!

5 years, 5 months.

Dear Holly,

You and your brother love any opportunity to go to Dollar Tree. While I was out buying groceries this past weekend, Mommy took you both by there, to let you pick out a cheap toy to entertain yourself with for a few days.

When I saw you back at house, you proudly showed me your new “pink angel” Halloween costume.

You loved the pink wings so much, that you decided to wear them to church the next day.

Understandably so, you received some compliments from your friends on your pink angel wings.

For some reason, you can totally get away with wearing pink angel wings to church.

As for Kindergarten, may not so much.

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

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Dear Holly: Eating Culver’s Chocolate Frozen Custard for Breakfast, Thanks to Our Church…

2 years, 3 months.

Dear Holly,

As we exited through the front doors of our church this past Sunday morning around 9:20 AM, one of the executive pastors turned to our family with an unexpected solicitation: “Frozen custard! Right here! Chocolate for vanilla?”

There was no reason to even bother asking why our church was giving free Culver’s frozen custard to all the members and visitors of The Bridge. They are known for committing random acts of kindness; like during the first week of school recently, they gave literally every school teacher in surrounding cities a free cup of Starbucks.

Somewhat miraculously, Mommy and I were able to convince both you and your brother that it wouldn’t be a good idea to try and eat your ice cream during the 10 minute car drive back to the house.

But the moment we made it to the kitchen, the two of you set up shop. There wasn’t much conversation going on during your chocolaty breakfast. In fact, I don’t recall either of you saying one word.

Instead, it was simply a matter of how much chocolate ice cream you both could scarf down until the brain freezes started kicking in.

The answer? Not a whole lot, really.

You both made it about 5 spoons in when you realized that while it was indeed great stuff, it was probably a bit too much awesomeness so early in the morning; on a mainly empty stomach.

I noticed only as I was washing your face afterwards, that you had the perfect chocolate mustache!

It’s a rare thing to be able to start a Sunday morning off right, with Culver’s frozen custard. But thanks to our church, The Bridge in Spring Hill, Tennessee, everything lined up just right.

Now that I think of it, you and your brother are pretty lucky kids!

Love,

Daddy