Letters to Elliot: August 10, 2016

Hey Sweet Pea! 

I hope the world is treating you as wonderful as you are! As I sit here with you and bubba I feel like it’s time to start writing again. 

There’s a nice gap in between letters recently, but as you know, life happens. Mom switching jobs, going back to school, dad working on his art and getting into the programming world, you potty training!? Let’s talk about that for a second! 

Jeez kid you are a handful. Since you were born I dreaded the day when would start potty training. Like most things parenting related, your mother trumps me every time. So when she’s around it’s mostly successful. Not so much when it’s Dad Solo. The first day we went through about 10 pairs of undies and the house smelt like… well I’m sure you can imagine. When day three hit we were rocking and rolling. 

I never would’ve thought in a million years that potty training would be so full of emotions. Ups and downs. Cries and laughter. Fear and joy. It’s definitely need an amazing experience. You’re a pro. 

Now I dread potty training your monster of a brother. I know I know, you probably think I’m lame, but I think you’re a rock star. Keep it up kid! 

Love, Dad.

Letters to Elliot: February 6, 2016

Hey Princess, 

I hope you’re having a great day. I often think about what kind of woman you’ll be when you read these. Thousands of possible stories fill my head during daily day dreams. One thing I do know is the person reading these is amazing and she has a dad that is crazy about her. 

Today has been a weird day for me. Now it’s not manly and you probably think your dad is the toughest guy in the world (we both know you don’t think that), but today I found myself with tears rolling down my face. This week an old friend of mine found out that one of her twins is blind. His diagnosis was similar to yours, so mom and I could relate on so many levels. Hopefully soon we’ll all get together and you’ll do your thing. You are a ray of sunshine. Hopefully when they see you and how you are, they will get a little glimpse of what’s in store. You’re a lot of fun and at the same time annoyingly independent. That’s not necessarily a bad thing. Getting a little bit of both of your parents stubbornness has done you some good.

 I’m not saying that it won’t be a roller coaster of emotions at first, but watching you grow up has been one of the single best parts of my life. I will continue to be amazed as you continue to grow and progress. I know you’ll be an inspiration to this family and many more without you even knowing it. I know you think I’m lame, but I think you’re amazing. 

Love, Dad.

Letters to Elliot: Janurary 27, 2016

Hey there Elliot Marie, 

I can’t believe it’s been so long since I’ve written you! I definitely intend to change that this year. So many things have happened since I lost wrote. We had a great Halloween where you and your brother dressed up as little red riding hood and the little bad wolf. We had an awesome thanksgiving where we luckily got to see most of our family. Christmas was the best! Well besides the fact that we had to be up early and you wake up the same way your mother does… not happy. New Years was a lot of fun. We had a bunch of your cousins over and we counted down as the ball dropped. Life has been an adventure for sure. 

You have grown into quite the comedian. Granted you try to do and say all the things I do and say. Which isn’t necessarily a good thing, but we’re both working on it. You’re talking so much now though which is amazing. Even if you’ve traveled into the realm of the terrible twos. Which you have. No matter how rough my day is, as soon as I hit the door and hear you gabbing on and calling out for me, all my troubles melt away. 

Nothing makes me happier than to watch you with your brother. When he was first born you weren’t too fond of him. Maybe you just didn’t know what think about him. Now you are all about it. He probably thinks you like him too much. Mom and I love to watch you squeeze him with that big gorgeous smile of yours while he screams bloody murder. It’s the little moments with you three that make my life so sweet. 

I know you’re probably a busy lady, so I won’t take up anymore of your time. Remember to always stay positive. Remember that I love you. I know you think I’m lame, but I’m your dad and I’m allowed to be.

Love, Dad.

Letters to Elliot: August 25, 2015

Hey Sunshine, 

Your dear old dad is having one of those days. Nothing seems to be going right. Days like today I wish you could talk already so we could just go for a walk and talk it out. Shoot most of the time I wish you could talk already because I’m excited for all the strange and funny conversations we are going to have. 

I’m not writing oh to complain about all the negative things, but because writing you seems like my only moments of clarity. Even as more sentences go by I feel myself becoming more positive and in a better mood. That’s for that. Helping me out when don’t even realize it. 

I hope you’re having a great day when you read this. I supposed to be leaving you all kinds of life wisdom for you to look back on and use so remember, compare every single boy you ever meet to your daddy. Nobody will love you like he does. I know you’ll think I’m lame but thanks for always being there for me. 

Love Dad.

Letters to Elliot: August 17, 2015.

Hey Sweet Pea, 

I think it’s safe today that you’re a walking machine. Now you aren’t getting in your recommended 10,000 steps a day, but you took a few steps to walk away from me. No I didn’t cry, (While your mom was around) but it’s crazy how as a parent the smallest things can make you the proudest person on the planet. Those few steps also made me the most terrified man on the planet. One day you’ll only want to walk away from me because you be too cool. I know I have a few years to prep for it, but it’s still sad to think about. Now that I have my mobile parrot who can follow me around the house, there is no limit to the amount of mischief we can get in to. I hope mom and bubba are ready. Now I know by the time you read these you’ll think I’m super lame, but you’re the best part of everyday and I love you. 

Love Dad.

Letters to Elliot: August 6, 2015

Hey Elbow,
As I sit here laying next to you, bubba, and mom I can’t help but stare and smile. This is the most beautiful view and I wouldn’t dare waking any of you. Some times you just have to live in the moment, and right now I’m in heaven. No not because you aren’t smacking me around and Fitz isn’t screaming for mom, but because I can lay here and fully adore my family without a single interruption. You’re quite the amazing little girl. Every week you do something that blows me away. I’m sure you’ll think I’m easily impressed but I can’t help but be taken away by the little fears you accomplish. Keep up the good work and I’ll keep on the proudest dad of an almost two year old on the entire planet. I know you think I’m lame but I love you dearly. 
Love, Dad 

My Dearest 

My dearest Elliot, 

Oh my it’s been a wonderful year and a half with you. You’ve grown to be quite the little lady crawling all over, talking in your own language, and always a joy to see as I walk in the door. All your VI teachers are blown away by your progress, but Mom and I aren’t the least bit surprised. Not that we aren’t over the top proud and excited. It’s just that we see day in and day out how unique you really are. You continue to be the highlight of my day and I can’t wait to see you as soon as I walk out the door. You’re a daddy’s girl through and through and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Keep up the great work kid. See you soon. I love you.