Dear Holly: You Actually Liked Supercross

9 years, 11 years. 

Dear Holly,

It never crossed my mind that you would actually enjoy going to the Supercross off-road motorcyle race our family went to last weekend in Birmingham.

I assumed it was just you having to go along with it because your brother is so into it. But to my surprise, you specifically told Mommy and I that you liked being there.

So I guess that helps, knowing our family will start going to Supercross more regularly moving forward.

Love,

Daddy

Dear Jack: Putting on Your New Tires and Rims

15 years, 4 months.

Dear Jack,

With your 16th birthday coming up this November, now is the time to get your Mazda Miata ready for the road. So you and Papa spent this past Saturday not only cleaning up your car, but also taking off the original tires and rims; replacing them with the new set you bought in Atlanta the weekend before, while we bought our new Jeep.

Oh, yeah… you still need to go take your Driver’s Permit, before you can even get your Driver’s License. That’s on the agenda for next week…

 

Love,

Daddy

Dear Jack: Back to Slime

15 years, 3 months.

Dear Jack,

There’s no way around it. You had just as much fun as your sister and cousin this past Saturday, making slime from Dollar General shaving cream at Nonna and Papa’s house.

The slime has continued to have daily replay value back at our house every day after school.

I love it that playing with homemade slime is an activity both you and you sister can bond over. I wouldn’t have guessed it!

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: Dollar Store Shopping Spree

9 years, 10 years.

Dear Holly,

This past Saturday while Mommy and I drove to Chattanooga to go see a movie and out for lunch afterwards, you spent the day at Nonna and Papa’s house.

As the pictures started rolling in, it appeared that Nonna had taken you and your cousin Darla on a Dollar General shopping spree!

Not only did you get a new stuffie, but you had so much fun making slime with the shaving cream you bought.

Good way to spend a Saturday.

 

Love,

Daddy

Dear Jack: Your Theatrical Dad?

15 years, 3 months.

Dear Jack,

I do wonder what it must be like to have a dad who is the guy up there on the stage, playing up a completely cartoonish character in an effort to entertain the crowd.

Well, I guess it’s all you know. You’ve grown up seeing me go up to strangers when we are out in public.

So yeah, it’s nothing new to you.

Love,

Daddy