Thank You, Daddy

Dear Kerry,

Fatherhood has brought out the best in you as a person and a husband and made the bond of our marriage so much stronger. I’m so thankful for the love and devotion you give to Clara and the love and support you give to me. When she was in my tummy, I would talk to her and tell her she was going to be a wonderful person like you…kind, selfless, loving, giving, caring, intelligent, funny, and strong, yet sensitive.

I love you so much,


PS. Since Clara hasn’t exactly learned to write yet, she wanted me to help her thank you for Father’s day…


Thank you, Daddy, for helping bring me into this world.




Thank you, Daddy, for holding me close.




Thank you, Daddy, for supporting me.




Thank you, Daddy, for holding me up.




Thank you, Daddy, for letting me grab on to you.

Dec. 2010



Thank you, Daddy, for putting me to sleep.

Jan. 2011



Thank you, Daddy, for building a foundation for me.

Jan. 2011



Thank you, Daddy, for being by my side.

March 2011



Thank you, Daddy, for sharing your TCU spirit with me.

March 2011



Thank you, Daddy, for taking me to music class.

April 2011



Thank you, Daddy, for laughing with me.

May 2011



Thank you, Daddy, for taking me to my first Ranger’s Game.

Sept. 2011



Thank you, Daddy, for teaching me to love animals.

Oct. 2011



Thank you, Daddy, for wearing my Halloween costume.

Oct. 2011



Thank you, Daddy, for eating my Halloween candy.

Oct. 2011



Thank you, Daddy, for drumming on pumpkins with me.

Oct. 2011



Thank you, Daddy, for playing nosie with me.

Nov. 2011



Thank you, Daddy, for buying healthy foods for me.

Nov. 2011



Thank you, Daddy, for spending time outdoors with me.

Nov. 2011



Thank you, Daddy, for rough housing with me.

Dec. 2011



Thank you, Daddy, for all of the kisses.

Dec. 2011



Thank you, Daddy, for experiencing new sights and sounds with me.

Feb. 2012



Thank you, Daddy, for getting dressed up with me.

April 2012



Thank you, Daddy, for reading me stories.

April 2012



Thank you, Daddy, for letting me pick bluebonnets.

April 2012



Thank you, Daddy, for creating backyard adventures.

April 2012



Thank you, Daddy, for playing on the floor with me.

April 2012



Thank you, Daddy, for the dress up clothes.

May 2012



Thank you, Daddy, for building me a table with an exploration bin.

May 2012



Thank you, Daddy, for teaching me to love nature.

May 2012



Thank you, Daddy, for being my buddy.

May 2012



Thank you, Daddy, for holding my hand.

June 2012


Thank you, Daddy, for loving me.

I love you more than you can ever imagine.

Happy Father’s Day 2012.



If I Can Grow A Person, I Can Grow A Veggie

The jury is still out on this one, so I probably shouldn’t get ahead of myself. There are no veggies yet, but we started a square foot garden yesterday and planted seeds and a few transplants. Now it’s Water, Watch, and Wait. A Wish probably wouldn’t hurt either.

I hate to admit that I’m somewhat of a control freak, although I’m working on NOT being one. Ironic, I know. Luckily I have an understanding and patient husband. We also communicate very well and openly and love each other despite our individual faults or maybe even because of them. Needless to say, I really hate that I can’t “control” what the seed is going to do or know what will become of it. It’s one thing trying to control life in the moment, but trying to control the future… now that takes Super Powers!

I guess I don’t have super powers…shucks.

So I bought the square foot gardening book that a friend recommended and I’m so glad I did! The author, Mel Bartholomew, makes it all seem so easy. He lays out the process in a clear and entertaining fashion and really sells you on the idea of square foot gardening. It seems to be a fool proof, guaranteed success. Great for a control freak (I hate saying that). Do I have to be a freak? Why not a control goddess or something? Since I want to control the perception of whoever is reading this, I want you to know I’m not THAT much of a control freak. It’s just a small part of me. Really though…I’m just trying to be funny. HaHa! (nervous laugh)

Anyway, my main inspiration for this garden is that I want Clara to grow up eating fresh, homegrown vegetables. I also want it to be an activity and project we share together as a family. Plus, I’m already partly a granola mommy, so I might as well take some more steps in that direction! But don’t worry honey, you can always count on a smooth underarm.

To Be A Kid Again

Daddy and Clara on the train

Swimming in the pool, playing in the park, watching animals at the zoo, riding roller coasters, jumping on a trampoline, and discovering new sights, sounds, and smells are all magical when you’re a child. I remember feeling excitement and anticipation at the thought of these activities as a kid.

We took Clara on her first train ride this weekend. When the three of us do things together as a family, I feel like a kid again with so much happiness and pure joy in the moment.

It was a cold, breezy, but sunny Sunday afternoon in February. While passengers were boarding the Forest Park Miniature Railroad, Clara held my hand as we walked from the engine to the caboose waving to people in the train cars. “All aboard!” said the conductor as we hopped on next to Daddy, squished together to stay warm and cozy in one seat.

As we started to move, I noticed the wonder on her face as we began this new adventure. The cold wind from the Trinity blew on our faces as families on bicycles rode by. “Look!” I would say. “A bicycle!…a doggie!.. ducks!…a waterfall!…a bridge!…a park!”. Who knew all of these things could be so exciting? Mommy and daddy were just as thrilled as she was to point out the sites that passed by. And to top it off, passerby’s waved with big smiles, bringing such joy to the present moment.

Just when things couldn’t get any better, the train stopped for a popcorn break. She was too busy watching the sites to see us “sharing” the popcorn until the very end when I gave her a few small pieces of salty goodness. As the train curved around the bend to go back to the depot, we could finally see the rest of the train and wave to the other passengers. “Choo Choo! Choo Choo!” She’s heard that sound before in songs and books, but now she can associate them with the real thing!

I am so thankful to share these special moments as a family and to experience life as a kid again.

Book Review: ‘Breastfeeding Made Simple’ by Mohrbacher

Love Love Love Love Love Love this book. I’m convinced this is the best breastfeeding book out there. One of my best friends gave it to me and I’m so thankful she did. It answered so many questions and gave me confidence.

I didn’t receive this book until Clara was a month old. I wish I had read it before she was born. It would have helped me immensely in the first few weeks. Luckily my doula is a breastfeeding specialist and guided me in the beginning. I would have been lost without her. The lactation consultants at Harris were also wonderful. But it really makes a difference for me to have things in writing that I can regularly refer to.

Not only does it give you encouragement and tell you what to expect in the early days, it also tells you how to meet your long term goals. It addresses issues that arise and how to fix them, such as latch and milk production. It discusses expressing and storing milk and weaning your child naturally.

My favorite chapter is The Power of Touch: Why Holding Your Baby Matters. In a society where books like Babywise are popular, which are responsible for failure to thrive babies and lowering milk production, not to mention the barriers in bonding and possible psychological damage it creates, we need to hear the research that supports how important it is to hold your baby and be close to them all the time. I could go on a tangent about how it drives me crazy when I hear people say “put that baby down or you’ll spoil it!” Uggghh! That is so old fashioned and ridiculous and completely against research. But that is another post.

Anyway… back to the book review.  It is organized very well, easy to read, comprehensive, and provides a historical and cultural context. It truly is a wonderful book and I highly recommend it to anyone who is about to have a baby.