Category Archives: H

New Beds Today

H and K, you both got new beds today.

No more sleeping together on Mom’s old double bed for y’all!

Honestly, I’m amazed how much we got done today.

I was hoping to get one bed up.

But we got all your toys out, the brown toy cabinet out, and both beds setup and ready to go.

H, you were a huge help while we worked and pleased to be pitching in (excited to get your own bed, I think). K, you played happily and eagerly watched as we made progress.

(And now we have a million things pulled from your room sitting in the dining room that needs to be gone through. But that’s another story.)

You girls were so wound up after we finished you played cheerfully the rest of the afternoon in your revamped and cleaned out room.

We even ended the night by playing hide-and-seek about a million times before bed.

Your room is still airing out from the new mattress smell – so y’all are spending the weekend on an air mattress in our room.

That’s fine by me.

I’m tired and need an Advil and a shower.

I love you.

-Dad

Old Town Road

H, you took care of your sister last night.

See, mom was bathing K and I was giving you a shower.

It was late. T was tired.

We were simply running behind on everything,

In the midst of it all, T began to fuss.

Attempting to pacify her, I put her and her carrier in the bathroom so that she could watch me give you a shower.

As I washed, you sang and danced trying to make her happy.

You had her laughing and smiling in 30 seconds.

You sang Old Town Road, that you had recently learned at Rock Solid (summer camp).

And I beamed watching you both.

I love you.

-Dad

Two Cavities

H, you had your first cavity filled this last week!

(Two cavities, actually.)

Of course, I explained it as:

These little bacteria bugs in your mouth can dig down in the side of your teeth. When they do, the dentist cleans them out for you.

I, uh, certainly did not want to explain that you were about to get two shots directly in your gums.

But you handled it like a total champ!

Much better than I did at the dentist at that age.

In fact, it was such a non-event that you immediately asked to go back to Rock Solid (camp) after we finished…

You have gotten too big and too independent too fast.

I mean, it’s ok to still need your dad sometimes.

Right? Right.

I love you.

-Dad