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
9 years, 9 months.
Dear Holly,
During the couple of weeks of rehearsal for the play, you decided to join me on three different occasions for our rehearsals.
That meant you got a front row seat to the show, in addition to you hanging out with Mommy helped me rehearse my lines.
I can say this confidently: You learned my lines better than I did!
Love,
Daddy
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
15 years, 2 months.
Dear Jack,
You and I have a largely unspoken understanding: I don’t worry about you getting yourself into trouble, because you know how to have fun without getting into trouble.
I never worry about where you are or what you are doing, because I know you’ll text me right back if I need you.
One day this past week after school, you told me you were heading out with your friends; taking your dirtbike to go hang out. As it reached close to 7 pm, I texted you that I needed you home from dinner.
You and your buddies had been out riding, and then hanging out around a campfire.
I love it that you and I have this kind of understanding and relationship.
Love,
Daddy
9 years, 7 months.
Dear Holly,
I’d say around once a month, Mommy has to drive to Nashville for a day or two for work. When that happens, as is the case this week, I am always amazed at your miraculous ability to care for yourself.
Completely on your own initiative without me ever saying a word, you confidently work your way around the kitchen, putting together your lunch and snack for school.
You get dressed and even brush your hair… as if I’m not even in the room.
Ah, but that will all change once Mommy is back on Friday.
Love,
Daddy
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