Category Archives: T

Peanut Butter Baby

T, you have a peanut butter baby, and it’s the cutest thing ever.

We bought this little doll forever ago named “Peanut.”

Mom and I even bought it before we had kids!

When H was born, we gave it to her.

But when we found out H had a peanut allergy, Peanut was thrown in the back of the closet somewhere.

K discovered it but was never interested.

Until one day, T, YOU found it.

You found out it was named Peanut and suddenly started carrying it around everywhere.

You call it “Peanut Butter” and are always asking me if I have seen your “peanut butter baby.”

I love you.

-Dad

I Love Donuts

This was forever ago, but T, I was tucking you in once and you were 90% asleep with your eyes closed murmuring.

As I laid you down you softly said:

I love donuts.

And then you just rolled on your side and went to sleep. 🤣

I love you.

-Dad

Mommy’s Pants

I wear wind pants – regular windpants – to work out in.

I always have – other than shorts when it’s hot.

So I told you that to tell you that for my 42nd birthday, my big present was a pair of new workout pants.

“Joggers,” they are called.

Of course, by the time you read this, I’m sure they will be long out of style…

I digress.

The new pants are much slimmer than the old ones.

And they are particularly fitted over the calf.

The next day everyone is getting ready, so I put on my new pants to go to the gym.

I’m sitting in the kitchen tying my shoes.

T, you walk up, put your hand on my knee and say:

Dad, why you wearing mommy’s pants?

You asked because it’s true!

🤣

I look like I’m in women’s yoga pants.

But.

But – at least everyone else at the gym does too.

Ugh.

That’s what I get for trying to update my wardrobe.

I love you.

-Dad