H, today was your first day of kindergarten!
You said you loved it and that your favorite thing was recess.
You were very short on details, which I am afraid could become a theme for years to come if I don’t keep asking.
Please share everything!
I want to be right there for every little detail with you.
Oh! And your teacher is named Sherry Guthrie!
I love you.
-Dad
H, bug
Today is your last day at Learning Tree.
Of course, I remember dropping you off for the first time like it was yesterday. You were like a doll, and mom cried afterward in the parking lot. I brought her flowers. But it didn’t help much.
It might be the end of one of the first chapters of your perfect little life.
But I can’t wait to see how you blow us away with the rest of the chapters too.
So often, it is hard to know the “lasts” in our lives. Last diaper change. Last bathtime with your sister. Last time you let me kiss you on the lips.
This last I get to see coming though, and I am thankful for that.
In just under half an hour, I will leave my office and drive east to pick you up from Learning Tree for the last time.
You will smile like always and yell “Daddy!” when you see me.
As you run toward me, I’ll scoop you up and kiss you on the cheek.
Be there in a bit.
I love you.
-Dad
When we went to the beach recently, the highlight of the entire trip was late night scorpion hunting with Grandpa.
First of all, scorpions mostly come out at night.
And second, with a black-light shined on them, scorpions light up at night like little yellow glow-sticks.
So we crept out late into the dark of night with a blue-light flashlight and a BB gun and went hunting for scorpions along the front bank of the house.
You girls loved it.
If I remember right, we killed 5 the first night and 4 the second night.
Good times.
I love you.
-Dad