K, I was parading you around on my shoulders a few weeks ago.
Now I don’t remember exactly, but I think I was asking you if you were having fun.
You came back with the sweetest reply.
You said:
I want to stay on your shoulders all of your days.
My girl.
All of my days I want to scoop you up high and lift you on my shoulders too.
You have a sweet heart that I simply love.
I just wanted to write that line you said down before I forgot it.
I love you.
-Dad
H, last week mom and I went to your school a few minutes before standard pickup time.
See, we came to watch your STEM Club do a little presentation in the form of a parade.
You took these little electric cars, designed floats on top of them, and did your own little Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade down between all of the parents lining the hallway.
It was cute and you smiled so big when you saw we were there.
But here is the thing.
The entire parade you were smiling with a big pair of fake teeth in your mouth.
They were the big white vampire teeth you sometimes see thrown in with a pile of Halloween candy.
I knew they were vampire teeth. Mom knew they were vampire teeth. Everyone knows they are vampire teeth.
We congratulated you when you got to the end of the hallway with both adulation and hugs and kisses.
Finally we asked: “Whatcha got there?”
You said:
Tiger Teeth
Now I don’t know which principal or teacher told you they were tiger teeth, but you have got to love private Christian schools.
Ha!
I love you.
-Dad
K, you said “hunk it dunk it” three or four times last night.
We all got in bed to read books and you started thumbing through one of our children’s Bibles reading pages to us as you went.
Near the end there is a picture of Jesus ascending to heaven at Pentecost.
Your reading of that page was to hold the book up and say:
Hunk It, Dunk It
We were like: “Uh. What does that page say?
Realizing you had our attention, and we were all laughing, you just repeated it over and over.
I hope the subject of Pentecost comes up one day in heaven, and Jesus is casually like:
Oh, you mean Hunk It, Dunk It?
Ha!
I love the way you make me laugh.
I love you.
-Dad