H,

I posted about the Cinderella song here before.

But at this last daddy-daughter dance, you make me laugh real good about it.

The dance was nearly half over and they had only been playing fast songs to that point.

Then they started playing Cinderella out of the blue.

You came over and asked me to dance.\

I said, “of course.

And that “they are playing the song!”

You casually said, “I know – I told them to play it.” 🤣

K, we danced quite a bit too, but you were just getting over a stomach bug and at about 60% capacity.

The night closed with you sitting in my lap and your head resting on the table. ☹️

Y’all were both so beautiful in your dresses.

And I even wore a tie.

I love you.

-Dad

H, last night at dinner you said the funniest thing.

See, Mom had cooked homemade potato soup the day before.

I was not a hit with any of you children.

To make it worse, we were eating the potato soup as leftovers with grilled cheese on the side.

So we just start eating and there is all this crosstalk and complaining about dinner.

You cut everyone off and declared to the table:

Hey! We should be thankful for this – because they serve stuff worse than this in prison.

I’m dead now. 🤣

I wish I had a picture of the look on Mom’s face…

And by the way, I don’t even know what y’all were complaining about.

The soup was actually delicious.

I love you.

-Dad

H, your class is a bunch of teacher assassins.

No joke, if you have a teacher – that teacher is probably gone within a year.

It’s actually been kind of amazing to watch…

Kindergarten teacher – disappeared and never came back after the first week of school.

Kindergarten replacement teacher – quit at the end of the year

First-grade teacher – retired at the end of the year.

Both second-grade teachers – somehow all lived.

Third-grade teacher – moved at the end of the year.

Fourth-grade math teacher – quit ten weeks into school.

Y’all straight-up murdering teachers. 🤣

I love you.

-Dad