Author Archives: Dad

Snuggliest Girl

K, tonight you were the snuggliest girl in the universe.

Mom and I got you girls to bed, ordered Chinese fake-out, and sat up late watching The Family Stone.

Of course by 11, K, you were awake – up – and headed to our room to sneak into our bed.

We were still awake though and you were in the snuggliest of moods.

You and I talked and snuggled and showered each other in kisses and compliments while mom took a shower.

At one point you declared me the greatest dad in the universe.

When I asked how one becomes that you said:

That’s easy. You just have to do two things. Love your girl. And catch frogs.

I told you I was worried I might not be the best frog catcher, and you said:

That part is easy too. You get a net. You put some food in the net. Frogs like insects. You put the food toward the bottom and then tilt the net up a little. Then when a frog jumps in, “Snap!” you’re done.

Had to write this all down before I forgot.

Frogs beware.

I love you forever.

-Dad

Feel Awful

Well, this weekend was rough.

Ugh. Today was rough too.

T, you are sick as a dog.

You started throwing up just before church on Sunday, and literally threw up off and on all day.

You had an ear infection, a fever, and (I am convinced) maybe a virus too.

You just want to be held.

Mom held you on Sunday morning while I took H and K to church. And then in the afternoon, I held you while mom and Leandra took Hannah, H, and K to the movies.

At least you stopped throwing up Sunday night.

Gramms held you today while mom and I went to H and K’s Christmas parties.

But you can tell that you still feel awful.

I can’t imagine how dehydrated you got there for a bit…

Your fussing again now, so I better go get you. Hope it’s not a long night!

I love you.

-Dad

Little Chinchillas

H, you got braces today. They had to redo the wires twice because they messed up. And the appointment took forever. Mom said you were an awesome trooper about it all.

K, you slept over at Pop and Gramms tonight all by yourself. H and T came home with us. We called you to say goodnight and you nearly decided to come home though.

And T, you only let H and K hold you (not Pop and Gramms) tonight when mom and I were gone to dinner for an hour and a half. You were tired. There is something about a baby just wanting familiar safety that warms my heart.

Y’all are just the best three little chinchillas.

My girls.

I love you.

-Dad

(I need to get better sleep.)