Father’s Day

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Dear Jack: The Father’s Day Where Papa Saved the Day!

12 years, 7 months.

Dear Jack,

Last week was not only Father’s Day Weekend, but it was also Nonna and Papa’s 46th wedding anniversary, as well as when Mommy and I had bought tickets to see Bryan Adams in concert in downtown Nashville.

So they chose to spend Father’s Day and their wedding anniversary at our house, three hours away.

Because Papa can fix anything, which just happened to be what the t-shirt said that we gave him as part of his Father’s Day gifts, we had some projects for him to tackle while he was in town.

Not only did he save the day by replacing the leaking pipe leading to our water heater in the garage, but another miracle he was able to perform was to fix the tire on your model truck that you had accidentally glued on the wrong way.

Maybe at some point, Papa can visit us without us giving him a task list?

Probably not. He’s too good at fixing everything!

Love,

Daddy

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Dear Holly: Your Father’s Day Card You Made For Me

7 years, 2 months.

Dear Holly,

Leading up to Father’s Day last week, I found a little surprise in my notebook for work: “I love you, Daddy.”

So it was no surprise to when it actually was Father’s Day, you gave me a special homemade card that you had worked on all week.

You are wired like I am:

When it comes to the 5 Love Languages, Words of Affirmation is at the top!

Something that makes it so easy to appreciate you and relate to is that you make a point to tell your family how much they mean to you!

Love,

Daddy

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Dear Holly: Your Very Interactive “Daddy Puppet”

6 years, 1 month.

Dear Holly,

On Father’s Day at church this week, the craft was to make a puppet out of a paper bag to look like your Daddy.

Turns out, in the likeness of Forky in Toy Story 4, the Daddy puppet came alive the moment you created him!

So for all this week, you have been following me around ,with your hand activating the Daddy puppet, having him mimic my every move:

Whether I’m making dinner, mumbling to myself, or working!

You happened to be sitting in my lap as I was finishing up my final phone call of the day.

“Goodbye, Frank!” I said.

Needless to say, there was an immediate echo of “Goodbye, Frank!” – but this time, in the voice of a 6 year-old girl trying to sound like a 41 year-old man!

And yes, Frank heard you.

 

Love,

Daddy

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Dear Holly: Your Father’s Day Picture of Me

5 years, 2 months.

Dear Holly,

I was very proud to receive a picture you colored of me for Father’s Day, that you made at school.

Your teacher had you fill in some blanks about me.

I love your perception of me; like how my pockets are full of money and how said you like the way I make you mac-and-cheese.

And that my favorite food is “pasta with hot sauce”… even though what you are actually watching me eat each night with dinner is sauerkraut with hot sauce.

But my favorite thing is what you said I always say:

“I can plan with you.”

And that’s true. I don’t want to ever miss an opportunity to stop what I’m doing, to spend time having fun with you!

Love,

Daddy

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Dear Holly: You Need Me in Your Life and I Know It

4 years, 1 month.

Dear Holly,

You and I have a special “father and daughter” bond. It’s undeniable.

By nature, I am not a needy person. I don’t “need” people to “like” me to feel good about myself. Otherwise I would be like Michael Scott or Andy Bernard on The Office.

I can accept that the world doesn’t revolve around me.

But I will admit- you have an effortless way of making me feel wanted and needed.

It’s in subtle ways, like when you come home from school everyday, you immediately run to my “office” at the kitchen table and yell “Daddy!” before engaging in a monologue about whatever accidentally hilarious story you have to tell me about school that day.

You make it too easy to love you! Way too easy.

Love,

Daddy