Please Cut It

Please Cut It

K, I have some stubble on my face and you want me to please cut it.

It started in Corpus.

We had finished swimming and I bent down to kiss you while we were laughing and playing.

When I did you gave me an ugly look, reached up, swiped the palm of your hand across my cheek, and said:

Cut it.

I thought you were teasing me, but you said it again.

Admittedly, I had forgotten both my razor and trimmer and was more prickly than usual.

But you have repeated this two to three times a day since we have been back home.

And I have trimmed it!

It’s like you are demanding I shave it down to a smooth babyface.

I love you.

-Dad

Vacation Hangover

Vacation Hangover

Ok, I have a vacation hangover.

No, really:

I can’t  remember the last time I went on a seven day vacation.

My honeymoon? I think even that was 6 days…

I stayed up late last night playing on my phone pretending I didn’t have to come back to work.

And then the day began.

All I will say is that I survived.

It was one of those days when you make it to work physically, but mentally stay home.

Let’s go take a million more vacations we never want to come back from.

I can’t wait.

I love you.

-Dad

Our New Corpus Christi Vacation

Our New Corpus Christi Vacation

We just got back from Corpus Christi.

I had a week of vacation that was about to expire so we kind of decided to go on short notice.

Not short notice – shorter notice than usual.

It was fun!

And more importantly for vacations at this point in our lives, you girls had an absolute blast.

Gone for a full 7 days, we also stopped 2 days in Kerrville on the way down and were there another 2 days on the way back.

We stayed three nights at the Hyatt Place on Padre Island Dr.

The first morning we toured the Texas State Aquarium.

And the second morning we walked to the end of Bob Hall Pier, drove to Port Aransas, took the Ferry back to Aransas Pass, and looked at houses up and down Ocean Drive – even getting out to see the Selena statue.

But the evening was the highlight of each day.

We changed into our swimsuits and got to Whitecap Beach every day we were there just after 6:00 PM.

You played in the sand and ran back and forth to the water until the sun went down.

As it got dark, we dusted off the sand and went back to the hotel to swim in their indoor pool until mom and I were too tired to keep going.

The time together was so beautiful and perfect.

Mom wants to make this an annual trip.

I hope so.

But I’m gonna need a few more vacation days.

I love you.

-Dad