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Vacation Destination: “The Snow” To See Santa Claus

Wednesday, September 4th, 2013

2 years, 9 months.

Dear Jack,

I’m going to start paying better attention to the class collaborations hanging up on the walls of your classroom.

Even though I receive your art work and other projects each week from your teacher, I don’t necessarily always see the group work unless I make an effort to look for it.

So here’s your latest contribution:

Your class was asked, “Where do we want to go on vacation?”

Maybe it’s just me, but I feel like your answer was a bit different than your classmates’ responses…

While your friends all replied with classic (and by that, I mean normal) answers, you said you want to go to the snow to see Santa Claus.

It’s impossible for me to not think that’s hilarious.

First of all, we haven’t even talked about Santa Claus since… last Christmas?!

So I’m really curious how the thought of Santa suddenly surfaced in September.

Next, I like how “the snow” is simply the location of Santa Claus.

Then, building on that, is the fact that you’re being very proactive about your mission. You don’t have time to wait for Santa to come visit you and bring you toys! No way. You’re going straight to him.

Lastly, I laugh because once you travel to “the snow” and find Santa, then what? How long until either A) he gives what you really came for, which is gifts or B) you just straight up ask him for the gifts you came for?

Forget about the zoo, the beach, or the measly park. You want to go to extremes for our next vacation.

And I respect your plan. It comes across as very… entrepreneurial. That makes me proud, having recently finished the top-selling book, Rich Dad, Poor Dad by Robert Kiyosaki.

Well, Mommy just informed me today that for our next vacation, in June 2014, we’ll be going to Lake Tahoe.

For what it’s worth, there’s definitely snow there…

 

Love,

Daddy

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Raising A Little Boy: Safety Hazard Or Just A Mess To Be Made?

Saturday, February 9th, 2013

2 years, 2 months.

Dear Jack,

Last Saturday morning when it snowed here in Nashville, I snapped a few quick pictures of you discovering the glory of it through the window.

However, those pictures of you didn’t quite turn out as I had hoped.

Instead, they could easily be filed under the categories of “safety hazard” or “a mess to be made.”

Without an explanation, the picture to the right looks like I just let you regularly pretend to strangle yourself with the strings from the window blinds.

In reality, the exact second this picture was shot was the only time you’ve ever put the strings from the window blinds close to your neck.

The main reason you I’ve never let you play with the window blinds is explained in the picture below.

Not only do I not want you to hurt yourself, but I don’t want you to learn that it’s okay to play with something that could easily turn into a big mess, or more importantly, something that could break and be so expensive to fix.

(Those blinds throughout our townhouse costed us a total of $500 for the 3 windows we have, by the time they were installed.)

Trust me, I don’t want to be a stick in the mud parent who is telling you “no” anytime you try to do something new.

I want you to be curious and adventurous. You are a little boy. You’re basically wired to discover fun new things on a regular basis.

But as your dad, I have to constantly be asking myself, “Is this a safety hazard?” and “Will this make a big expensive mess that I’ll have to clean up and pay for?”

Speaking of snow, it reminds me of when I was a kid in school and the Superintendent would have to make the call very early that morning on whether or not school would be cancelled because of snowy or icy weather.

If he cancelled school, and the weather ended up not being as bad as everyone thought it would be, then it could make it look like he jumped the gun and overreacted.

But if he didn’t cancel school, and the weather really was as bad as everyone thought it might be, then he could be seen as unwise and not concerned enough with the safety of the children.

I feel like the Superintendent. You give me enough reasons each day to have continually ask myself whether I should approve or cancel whatever potential hazard or mess you are about to get yourself into.

 

Love,

Daddy

 

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