Family update….
Well, it’s been a little over a week since we helped get Charlotte moved into college. She’s having a great time and is enjoying spending time with all of her new friends. Classes begin today. We can’t wait to hear how it went.
Mason and Morgan are missing her greatly. Luckily, between e-mail, phone calls, text messages, and Skype video calls, she’s keeping in touch with them (and us).
Mason started school today. He was so excited. There are plenty of neighborhood kids in his classes, so he’ll have many familiar faces as well as the new friends he’ll make.
Morgan is running around getting into, and asking about, everything….just like a two year old should. She’s really missing Charlotte and often cries when we have to remind her that Charlotte lives away at school. The Skype video calls helps her though, so we’re thankful for that.
I’ve posted plenty of recent pictures on my Facebook profile, so check those out if you get a chance.
-Brent
Pushing my luck….
While holding Morgan the other day:
Brent: Holding up one finger and said, “Give me one kiss.”
Morgan: *kiss*
Brent: Holding up two fingers and said, “Give me two kisses.”
Morgan: *kiss* *kiss*
Brent: Holding up three fingers and said, “Give me three kisses.”
Morgan: Leaned back, looked at me, and, in the cutest of voices, said “No.”
…..hopefully this attitude will still be with her once she hits high school.
Charlotte graduates!
Validation….
How I know I’m doing a good job…
When Charlotte (18 y/o), back from a weekend trip, steps out of the commuter plane and, obviously having spotted me before she exited, starts smiling and waving excitedly. When she does chores without being asked or reminded. When, knowing I’m tired or not feeling 100%, she offers to hang out with Mason and Morgan so I can take a nap.
When Mason (6 y/o) exclaims, at his happiest moments, “I love you Daddy!” because that’s one of the best ways he knows how to express his true happiness.
When Morgan (1.5 y/o), upon me coming home from work, drops whatever she’s doing and runs to give me a big hug as if I’ve been gone for weeks.
I was built to be a daddy.
-Brent




