Category Archives: H

I’m Real Nice

H,

Some of it could be personality, some of it could be the fact you are in preschool, but you are incredibly outgoing.

And you couple that with a sweet and innocent spirit.

So we went to church tonight, for Awanas.

You were a little hesitant going, but mom and I just encouraged you:

There is nothing to be scared of. You just introduce yourself to the other kids and say: Hi, man name is H.”

We get there, you walked right in, walked up to a table with a few other kids around it and said:

Hi, my name is H. I’m real nice.”

You are real nice.

You are wonderful.

I’m so glad God let me get to know you.

I love you

-Dad

Valentines Day Gone

H, life feels like too much sometimes.

A few days ago was Valentines Day.

Of course, I asked:

“Will you be my Valentine?”

You said:

“Yes,” as you nodded.

As I hug and squeeze you, I will never be 35 on Valentine’s day again.

And you will never be 2 on Valentines Day again, hugging me as I tell you that I love you.

It was a perfect day.

I am in a glass cage of emotion.

I love you.

-Dad

Drink Your Milks

H, Usually you have milk with dinner.

And you have begun giving us orders.

So when you want mom and I to take a drink at dinner, you have taken to saying:

Drink Your Milks!

It’s like the beginnings of you ordering us around.

Well, of course, we do it.

We all raise our cups high at the dinner table and repeat in unison:

Drink Your Milks!

We all take a sip and then smile at each other.

I love you.

-Dad