My resolution for this year is to read and write more for pleasure. So far this year I've read The Man Who Ate the World and I'm *THIS* close to finishing Rammer Jammer Yellow Hammer. This isn't important other than the fact you should read for pleasure. It's exercise for the stuff between your ears. Plus your Grandmother is a
Writing these letters to you are so beyond fun, but I've made them extremely time consuming and in order to get this stuff done, I've got to change the approach. When these letters started, I wanted them to be perfect so if something ever happened to me before you really got to know me, you'd have an idea of who I was. We're going to attempt to throw that approach away and just write more. Quantity over anal-perfection, which I can't obtain anyways.
So instead of taking notes and saving them up for a post; I'll just write a sentence or two and post it. I think I'll get more memories written down this way. Plus the world will have more fodder to torture you with during your formative years. Sorry in advance.
Words you've got down. Daddy, Momma, Doggy, Oh-uh, Nigh-nigh (Night-Night). The teachers at daycare tell us that your vocabulary there is much greater. We're still waiting for you to bring some of those words home.
You give me a hug and kiss every night before you got to bed. It is without a doubt the best part of my day.
You've been teething for sometime now and I hope we've seen the worst of it. There was a 10 day stretch when you were unsoothable. Nothing made you happy. I don't blame you. I'm sure it wasn't pleasant.
There is this blog; Rules for My Unborn Son and today he posted a link to 12 Rules for My Unborn Daughter. These are not rules in the sense of; you must brush your teeth in the morning and before you go to bed; although that is a very good idea. But good ideas of how to live your life. I'll be posting a few of my own. I leave it up to you as to which one you decide to follow.
Rule 1 - Support small touring bands. Buy their music.
Rule 2 - Learn an instrument. Preferably from the brass or percussion family. And let's clear this up right now. No daughter of mine is going to play the flute. End of story. Don't ask.
Rule 3 - Pay cash.
Rule 4 - He's not good enough for you.
Love,
Dad
3 comments:
If I may, I'd like to suggest a couple of rules as well. These are not necessarily for Tess, but more for my own unborn daughter, should I ever have one. Feel free to adopt some though, if they fit:
1. Larry King (who you'll never know) suggested that his favorite interview question was "Why?" I encourage you to ask yourself this question before making larger-than-normal decisions.
2. Act like you've been there before.
3. Never change who you are at your core for a boyfriend. This especially includes rooting for a rival team just because he does.
4. Because you are a girl, people will sometimes take your opinion less seriously, especially in sports. Always be prepared and equipped to kick mental ass.
More to come.
I probably shouldn't ask but...didn't your wife play the flute? :)
Yes, Rebecca - I did play the flute... but I am very much in support of nice brass instrument. I have auto vetoed the saxophone.
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