Category Archives: H

Living Room Floor

Ok, so I forgot to tell the rest of the story after the lame game.

See, Jenny and Dusty were at the game too. Not with us. They were down in the cheap seats dowm below Ha!

This meant that Pop and Gammies were watching all five of you girls back at our house.

We got home and all visited in the late afternoon and then went to an early dinner at Abuelo’s. It happened to also be Gammies’ birthday.

We visited some more that evening and then Jenny and Dusty went to a hotel for the night while Pop and Gammies headed back to Seminole.

You girls all slept together on air mattresses on the living room floor. Everyone fell asleep with little issue. we turned out the lights so late.

Everyone left by lunch the next day and we nearly collapsed from the full weekend when they did.

It was fun. And I loved watching you all play with each other.

I love you.

-Dad

Played Lavishly

H and K, we played lavishly good tonight.

All you girls were in Midland today for H’s OIT while I was at work.

But I got home at 5 with pizza from Papa John’s and left soon after to get Blue Sky for mom and I.

After dinner, you girls and I got in the floor of our bedroom and played for a good half hour.

We fought, wrestled, tickled and fell on each other over and over (Y’all fell on me.).

It was the absolute best.

I love you.

-Dad

Told Bedtime Stories

H, we told bedtime stories to each other last night after prayers.

It was just perfect.

We all read and said prayers together, sure. But then mom went to tuck in K and I stayed to snuggle you for just a bit.

You asked if we could tell each other stories. I said yes. And you insisted on going first.

You did a retelling of Little Red Riding Hood with some of the most ferocious and spooky voice techniques for the proper effect.

I told a story about a beautiful girl in a castle who happened to have your name. She had three awful step-sisters, with your aunt’s names. A fairy-godmother with “K’s ” name.

At in the end she met a prince who happen to have MY name.

With each familiar layer you got more and more excited.

By the end, I nearly had to peel you off the ceiling you were pinging around with so much energy.

When we were all done, you asked me:

You wish you recorded all that, don’t you?

Because I keep telling you I want us to start a podcast where you and I talk about things.

We would keep it for ourselves at first, and then maybe publish it all one day if we felt like it.

Your right though…

I wish I did have it all recorded.

I love you.

-Dad