Dear Holly: What You Learned at Your Brother’s Karate Lesson

2 years, 9 months.

Dear Holly,

You had curiously yet quietly observed your brother’s karate lesson last Saturday morning.

So on Sunday afternoon, when I began trying to wrestle with you on the living room carpet, you shouted:

“Get your hands off me!”

You made it clear that you had listened well to the karate instructor when he explained how important it was to not only tell the person to stop hurting you, but also to announce it so everyone could hear.

A few days later, when I dropped you off at school, I even asked your teacher if you had shouted to any of your friends:

“Get your hands off me!”

To my surprise, you hadn’t.

But I think it’s only a matter on time.

Love,

Daddy

Dear Jack: You Started Taking Karate Lessons at the Rec Center

8 years, 2 months.

Dear Jack,

Last Saturday, we drove around the corner to the rec center so you could start intro karate lessons.

The instructor called you up several times to help him demonstrate in front of the class on how to get out of certain attack holds.

He explained that the first action in self-defense is to verbally tell the person to stop.

His focus was on helping students to prevent a fight, as opposed to participating in one.

We are trying out this class over the next couple of months to see if you want to take it to the next level and enroll in an official karate studio.

I have a feeling that could easily be what ends up happening.

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: Your Matching Elsa and Olaf Nightgown for Your Jelly Cat Bunny

2 years, 9 months.

Dear Holly,

Three years ago, which was a few months before you were born, I bought you a Jelly Cat bunny with a flower design for its ears: Blossom Bunny Posey.

It has been one of your favorite stuffed animals this whole time.

Well, for Christmas, Aunt Dana got you an Elsa and Olaf nightgown, that also came with a smaller version of itself for a doll.

Needless to say, your bunny was the doll selected to wear the matching nightgown.

Since Christmas, you have been that much more excited to go to bed each night, knowing you get to wearing your special matching nightgown.

You look so adorable in it!

Love,

Daddy

Dear Jack: It Was Time to Smash Your 2 Year-Old Volcano in the Cul-De-Sac

8 years, 2 months.

Dear Jack,

In December, you finally erupted your volcano kit that you had received for Christmas from two years before.

This past Sunday, after you took a break from riding your four wheeler and then your razor scooter, as we took advantage of the surprisingly sunny afternoon, you then assigned yourself a fun activity.

You had found that volcano in the garage, along with your hammer.

So needless to say, you had a great time destroying that volcano in our cul-de-sac.

Looking back at the picture, I guess I should have had you wear some goggles instead of the helmet you happened to already been wearing.

Oh well. That volcano lived a good long life.

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: Taking About Boots is a Fun, Self-Imposed, Activity

2 years, 9 months.

Dear Holly,

This past weekend while we were spending the weekend in Alabama to celebrate Aunt Dana’s 35th birthday, you got to spend plenty of time with your cousins.

While your older cousin Calla was hanging out with your brother, you teamed up with Darla who is just a few months older than you.

As the two of you made your way over to the other side of the room to play in the toy corner, your cousin Darla enthusiastically and confidently suggested to you:

“Let’s talk about boots!”

Immediately, everyone else in the room began laughing.

It was so funny, and relevant, that the two of you would be excited simply to talk about boots!

Obviously, you were happy to oblige to her cousin’s idea.

Love,

Daddy