Dear Daddy:

This is Evie.  I am here at my house.  You are at the beach in Florida.  Mommy says you are bringing home the bacon.  We already have some bacon, Daddy.

I miss you.  Mommy doesn’t tickle as good as you, and I can’t put my whole head on her shoulder.  Mommy misses you, too.  She says everything goes to hell when you’re gone.  I don’t know what that means, but I do know the sink is full of dishes, and Mommy had trouble rolling the big trash box to the end of the driveway on Tuesday.  I didn’t get to see the big trash truck this week, Daddy.  I heard it, but we didn’t get downstairs in time.  Do you think it still got all the trash?

Last night I ate chicken nuggets and crackers and peaches.  Then I played with my new cars and then I ate a cookie.  No, not that cookie.  The other cookie.  We watched a movie called Anastasia.  It was okay.  It had lots of pretties and a mean man.  I like Aladdin better, so I will watch that next.

Daddy, last night there was a big storm.  There was lots of funder and fire, and it woke me up.  Mommy came and got me, and I slept with her so she wouldn’t be scared.  The funder was very loud, and the fire was very flashy.  Then I went back to sleep.  I woke up again, and it was still dark outside.  I wanted to play with my cars and get my rabbit.  Mommy was said it was time to sleep, but I still wanted my rabbit.  Mommy got it.  I played for awhile, and then I went back to sleep. 

Mommy’s beep-beep box made noise for a long time this morning, Daddy.  Mommy turned it off lots of times, but it beeped again.  I told Mommy it was time to sleep, but she said it was time to get up.  We moved very fast this morning. 

Did you hear me on Mommy’s phone last night?  I said I love you, Daddy.  After you weren’t on the phone anymore, I sang Happy Birthday to you.

Mommy says you are coming home soon.  Daddy, when you come home, can we get ice cream?

Love, Evie

P.S.  Bring me a prize!

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9 thoughts on “Dear Daddy:

  1. Dear Evie:
    I miss PawPaw like that too. He drives the really big trucks you see on the road that make the big noise. Sometimes he is gone for several days and I don’t see him but I do get to talk to him. Everything does seem to go wrong and funder scares my doggies. It scares granny too. Just remember Daddy will come home. I have to remember that too. You are a sweet girl Missy. Stay that way.

  2. There was definitely alot of “funder and fire” last night…woke me up, too!
    Evie, I am glad you took care of Mommy last night…and all week. Daddy will probably bring prizes and trips for ice cream will follow…but the best will be having him back home!

  3. I DO hate funder and I was in the big hospital when all the lights flickered and all the nurses were running around. I am glad you were safe at home with your Mommy and keeping her safe. Love you Baby Girl and Daddy will be home soon.

  4. Oh sweetie, I miss you and mommy too- I have no one to snuggle with in the morning, and my routine is all messed up. Daddy is working hard to make sure all these people can have good work to do so they can bring home the bacon to their little missies too.

    We have funder and fire every day here too- I always think of you when I hear funder and hope you are not too scared, but mommy can protect you from the funder, and I will help when I get back.

    I can’t wait to get some ice cream with you- maybe you will share some with me? We can have all the tickles you want when I come home- I hope you will be there to meet me at the airport when my big bird comes home.

    And don’t worry about the trash truck- it will be back next week. I can’t wait to see all of you on Saturday!

  5. What an extraordinary Daddy you have, Evie. You take good care of him and mommy so they can take good care of each other. Granny loves all of you.

  6. “We already have some bacon, Daddy.” Hilarious!

    It’s hard when Daddies are away…my husband had to spend more than half of July in Florida and it sucked. But what are you gonna do? We have to have bacon.

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