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May 2009
Dear Kids,
Currently I'm home all by myself while you two and mom are in South Dakota staying with Aunt Robin and her family. A few months ago your mother and her sisters thought it'd be fun to have a week where they could get together and do whatever it is that sisters do. Aunt Suz & Grandma Julie flew out for the occasion as well. Hopefully everybody is having fun and that you and your cousins are harvesting good memories.
This past month has been a gigantic blur of dirt and mud and a sore back (mine). We're in the process of landscaping our yard so you kids can enjoy life just a little bit more. It's been quite a process that started when we first moved in four and one-half years ago. Since the yard contained all kinds of old growth that had been neglected for a long time we decided to strip it down to nothing and start from scratch.
Along the way we discovered that our porch was beginning to fall away from our house and so we had to take drastic action. And by drastic action I mean that we spent all kinds of money and sought out all kinds of advice on just what to do. Eventually we had three push piers dropped in front of the porch that should remedy the problem. We weren't able to make the cracks completely go away but we have hopefully stopped them from opening up any more.
Anyway, things are going well and we're hoping to have everything wrapped up by my 40th birthday later this summer. We have to finish the sprinkling system, plant sod, lay a couple of brick pathways, re-do the gutters, add a planter box in front of the porch and then build our deck out back. Hopefully this is doable. With some help, I think it is.
My bishop life has been very consuming lately. Most days it's the first thing I think about when I wake up and the last thing I think about before I go to bed. The high's and low's are extreme and I find myself getting frustrated with people at times, but honestly I am grateful that I have been trusted with so much. I imagine that this might be the greatest learning experience of my life.
Your mom has caught the brunt of my busy schedule. Marriage is such a team effort and I am constantly amazed at your mother's grace and beauty as she takes on your emerging personalities. I am a blessed man to have her by my side.
RUBY-
Well, little miss thing. You certainly are something else. Every day it seems as though you have a new passion. One week it's picnics, the next it's swimming and the next it's building bridges in the back yard. You're still quite the bossy little one and you demand much out of your mother and I (mostly your mother).
You have taken to big sister-dom and just love your brother Henry. Often you speak for him and seem to have little trouble commanding him where to go and what to do. Lately he's beginning to push back and judging on his growth lately you might have something to worry about in about a year or so.
HENRY-
I feel really bad that I haven't had the time to document your progress like I did with your sister. By no means do I love you less, it's just that my life has changed so much since you were born.
Anyway, it's fun to hear your grunts and sounds start to make a little more sense. You love to sing just about all the time. Sometimes you add motions and then we can actually dissect what song it is you are singing.
Your words are also beginning to make sense and you are able to communicate with us better and better. At times you get frustrated and then revert back to your baby self where you cry and carry on. You hear your mom and I often say "Use your words Henry." To which you sometimes do.
One of the best parts of fatherhood is watching you two become friends. Your mother and I talk about you all the time. You are our greatest joy and I love you more than you can possibly imagine.
Alright then, you little monsters...I miss you madly and can't wait to walk through our door to be greeted with your unique brand of cacophony. The kind of cacophony that only you two are able to make.
Love,
Dad