Wow, what a hard Monday back.

See, we had Christmas break, and then mom took another week off work to keep y’all home. Then you both spent three days with mom’s parents, and finally, we went to see my parents for three days.

So yeah – nobody wanted to get up this morning.

And of course it couldn’t just be a slow workday either. There was a crisis by 9 AM.

But sometimes it works out.

We all played ring around the roses when I got home and then mom made pancakes for dinner.

It doesn’t get much better than that.

I love you.

-Dad

K, sometime I worry when you disappear into the other room and it gets unusually quiet.

Well you did this last week and I went searching for you.

You had shut yourself in the utility room and were perfectly happy rooting around in our dry goods.

When I found you, you were holding a bag of Fritos up in the air like it was trophy.

It kind of was…

I so enjoy the little pitter-patter of feet when you run through the house. Usually, you are following H.

It’s perfect.

I love you.

-Dad