Hit Our Driveway

I forgot to say two things about our trip to Midland last weekend.

First, T, it was your first time at the pool enjoying the water.

We went once before but the water was too cold to put you in for more than a second.

But this time the water was warm. (Of course it was warm. It got to 107 that afternoon.)

You smiled and smiled with mom and Aunt Jenny bouncing you around in the water.

Second, K, you were a hilarious toot.

See, H and T fell asleep on the way home with ease.

But you stayed away the entire way back!

You sang, wanted to play I Spy With My Little Eye, told stories, and asked every question under the sun – for two hours straight.

Mom and I were wanting and expecting a silent ride home, but you had us laughing and enjoying ourselves until we hit our driveway.

I love you.

-Dad

Two Til Ten

Oh goodness.

It’s way past my bedtime.

But I always stay up way past my bedtime.

You know why? Because I’m a night owl.

I never want to go to bed – and I never want to get up in the morning.

I mean, if left to my own, within a week I always devolve into the same schedule.

Two til ten.

Bedtime at 2 AM. Wake-up at 10 AM.

Some think that’s crazy…

I say it’s a full eight hours of sleep.

Goodnight.

I love you.

-Dad

Old Town Road

H, you took care of your sister last night.

See, mom was bathing K and I was giving you a shower.

It was late. T was tired.

We were simply running behind on everything,

In the midst of it all, T began to fuss.

Attempting to pacify her, I put her and her carrier in the bathroom so that she could watch me give you a shower.

As I washed, you sang and danced trying to make her happy.

You had her laughing and smiling in 30 seconds.

You sang Old Town Road, that you had recently learned at Rock Solid (summer camp).

And I beamed watching you both.

I love you.

-Dad