K, you and I are at home right now.

H is at basketball camp and T is at Pop and Gammies.

It’s the summer, and we are doing chores together.

I love it.

Oh my word, the lawn people just got here, and Rosie is going insane.

Huck is right there with her too.

Honest question, why can’t the dogs just be quiet?

I want them to alert us to danger, but also to stop freaking out when I tell them to stop…first world problems I know…

Anyway, I love being here with you and us kind of hanging out and kind of doing our own thing at the same time.

Slow summer afternoons are simply the best.

And now you are hanging on my shoulder and reading everything I type. 🤣

Wanted to do a little stream of consciousness while I was thinking about.

I wrote about you asking questions about Jesus, and I wrote about you getting baptized, but I forgot to write about the night you prayed to accept Jesus.

You sat between Mom and I on the love seat in our room.

We watched and talked through the video below before we prayed together.

In case you ever forget, it was on a Monday, February 10.

I love you.

-Dad

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