K, you are just absolutely hilarious.

I hope I say that enough.

You legit make me laugh out loud once a week.

Not like all you kids do in the day-to-day.

I mean with a deadpan one-liner – like I’m at a standup show – and you just said the last thing I would ever think of.

Now then.

We all have these Buc-ee’s T-shirts we bought on our last trip to Alabama.

We got them because the town where the Buc-ee’s is, plastered across the front of all the shirts, is our last name.

Kinda cool.

I love Buc-ee’s, but I’m not into big graphic shirts.

I always wear solid black T-shirts and Columbia fishing shirts.

So I have taken to wearing my Buc-ee’s shirt as pajamas.

All that to say, we were up early, getting ready for church, or basketball, or school, or whatever it was, some time ago.

I told you something mundane and matter-of-fact, and without missing a beat, you shot back:

True. But, you know what they say, Pappy. You can never trust a man in a Buc-ee’s shirt.

🤣

I just sat there, coffee in hand, wearing my big blue shirt with a dopey beaver on the front of it, and laughed at myself.

How did I get such a funny kid?

I love you.

-Dad

K, it’s late but I just wanted to remind you about today.

I got to baptize you today.

You wore braids in your hair and I held your glasses as I dunked you under.

The cool part was that you asked Landon Holly to be the minister to help.

Why?

Well, because his wife is your 2nd-grade teacher!

Thankfully, none of us got all emotional during it.

You know how I can cry at a good commercial. 🤣

I still can’t believe that you prayed the prayer of salvation a few weeks ago on the toilet – before you came and told mom and I what you had done. 😆🫠☠️

The cousins came, Pop and Gammies, and about half of the small group too.

We ate at Abuelo’s afterward and spent the afternoon at Pop and Gammies house.

Maybe the coolest part? It’s Palm Sunday!

My girl.

I love you.

I’m so glad I get to be your dad.

-Dad

K, on the way to Wednesday night church, we went to Villa for dinner.

Mostly you girls asked what I thought you would be when you grew up.

But the conversation turned when – over a bean burrito – you started asking about getting baptized!

We talked about it briefly, how the water does not save you, you just have to pray and ask Jesus in your life…

I said a prayer for your sweet little heart tonight.

Kenny Winny, I just love you to pieces.

Burritos and Jesus.

I love you.

-Dad