Missing Daddy

Scott had a business trip to D.C. this week; only gone for the one night (thankfully). Nonetheless, of course, the short duration didn’t keep us from missing him. Sarah’s had the most sentimental correspondence with Daddy…At times, a little dramatic, but sweet. (I know what some of you are thinking…something about a “pot calling the kettle black” or something or other…Yeah, o.k., duly noted. ­čÖé )


Sarah writes:

Dear Daddy, I hope you had a safe trip. I miss you very much.
I hope you are going to have a good time working.
Love your baby girl, Sarah.


(Sarah had given Daddy another stuffed animal to remember her by.)

Daddy replies:

Pink looks out my window in DC.


That evening, Sarah writes:

Dear Daddy, thanks for the picture. I’m sorry that I didn’t get to say good-bye to you.
You can call her Pink. Her real name is Elizabeth.
Love you so much. ­čÖé Sarah.

P.S. I miss you very, very, very, very, very, very much.
Tonight, instead of us saying the prayer at home let’s do it on the computer.

Daddy, I do not know your prayer very well, so here are the parts of it that I know.

Daddy: The Lord may bless you and keep you. The Lord may shine upon you and
be gracious unto you. Mommy loves you, Daddy loves you, Kerry loves you, and Jesus loves loves you. AMEN.

Me: Now I lay me, down to sleep. I pray dear Lord, my soul you’ll keep. May your love be
with me through the night, and bless me with the morning light. AMEN.


Next morning, Sarah writes:

Dear Daddy, good morning! Did you get a good night sleep?
What time are you coming home? Are you having a good morning?
I love you very much, Sarah.



Good morning, Baby Girl!

I got a good night’s sleep. Did you?
I will be home tonight, but it may be after bedtime.

Are you and Kerry getting your work done? Did you brush your teeth and
get dressed? Be good for Mommy today.

I love you all!



Dear Daddy, I had a good night sleep……..I guess. It was not fun without you.
I slept with the play dog that you gave to me for Valentine’s Day. I slept on the pillow you and Mommy
gave me last Valentine’s Day. I wore one of your shirts, and I slept with a picture of you and me.
I miss you very, very, very, very, very, very, very much.
Love, Sarah.

P.S. Sorry if I make you cry.


Ba ba, ba ba-ba ba…


My sweet hubby played this cute and happy ditty for me this morning. It’s such a fun little tune. When I hear this song, I just can’t help but dance around and hum along! Check out this video (and don’t be surprised if it has that effect on you too! -) ) :

Rudolph Says “Hi!”

O.k., just give me a chance to explain. There’s this cell-phone commercial where the daddy has to go away on a business trip, and his little girl slips her stuffed animal into his suitcase. Well, remembering that commercial, my Sarah Beth asked her daddy to take along something of hers. When she told me about it that first night (while Scott was away), I was so touched. You see, I recall Scott fighting with that small carry-on suitcase trying to fit a week’s worth of stuff into like the equivalent of an overnight bag! He didn’t want to have to “check” any luggage, and he knew he could only carry two bags on-board (one of which would be filled with equipment!)

Anyway, Scott had to really condense and leave a lot behind. However, when his little girl asked if he would take along Rudolph, he didn’t say a word or hesitate a bit. I’m not sure how, but he managed to squeeze Sarah’s Rudolph into that bag too! In fact, a couple of days ago, Daddy sent Sarah the following email:

Rudolph relaxing on the hotel bed.


I just thought that was really sweet. Well, Rudolph and Daddy are on their way home today–Yay!! We’re all very happy about that!


I also have something else to share with you. My daughter Sarah has been asking for her own blog for months, and the other day, I finally set something up for her. She is extremely excited about it. It’s simple for now and is highly supervised by me. Sarah has named her blog “God’s Love.” You can visit her blog from my right side bar and read what she has to say about Rudolph’s adventures, along with a few other posts.

Well, I’d better go for now. I have lots to do! Blessings to all and have a wonderful Easter weekend! -)

A Daddy’s Love…

While Daddy’s been gone on his business trip, there’s been much crying and wailing ’round here. You see, Daddy is very involved in his kids’ lives, and he doesn’t part from us too often. Sarah and Kerry both have taken turns bursting into tears; saying they miss their daddy.

Normally, the kids whine about how strict Scott is, and every once in a while, I worry that they don’t know just how much he loves them. (Yet, at times like this, I realize that they must have some awareness, or they wouldn’t miss him so very much!) Scott can be unyielding in his discipline, but I try my best to always support him and not undermine his authority. You see, even though, I find it difficult to be as tough with the kids as I should be, I know in my heart they need “a firm hand.” I also know that Scott truly has a very, deep abiding love for them, and he disciplines them because they need it. Their daddy also has the ability to be direct and uncompromising, without yelling at them or losing control (which is quite a good thing). Anyway, I think a daddy’s love is just hard for a child to comprehend, but I do believe that Sarah and Kerry will both have a better understanding of it one day…


To me, with most any strong-held belief, there is a song that accompanies it. (Well, that also holds true for most any conviction, attitude, memory, or event–I can’t help it!) It’s as if I experience and express life through a collection of songs. (No, I’m not just trying to be melodramatic or “super-artsy -D ). When I think about a daddy’s love, I automatically think about a song I first heard when I was but a child myself:


Daddy’s Hands

By: Holly Dunn

I remember Daddy┬┤s hands, folded silently in prayer.
And reaching out to hold me, when I had a nightmare.
You could read quite a story, in the callouses and lines.
Years of work and worry had left their mark behind.
I remember Daddy┬┤s hands, how they held my Mama tight,
And patted my back, for something done right.
There are things that I┬┤ve forgotten, that I loved about the man,
But I┬┤ll always remember the love in Daddy┬┤s hands.

Daddy’s hands were soft and kind when I was cryin┬┤.
Daddy┬┤s hands, were hard as steel when I┬┤d done wrong.
Daddy┬┤s hands, weren┬┤t always gentle
But I┬┤ve come to understand.
There was always love in Daddy┬┤s hands.

I remember Daddy┬┤s hands, working ’til they bled.
Sacrificed unselfishly, just to keep us all fed.
If I could do things over, I┬┤d live my life again.
And never take for granted the love in Daddy┬┤s hands.

Daddy’s hands were soft and kind when I was cryin┬┤.
Daddy┬┤s hands, were hard as steel when I┬┤d done wrong.
Daddy┬┤s hands, weren┬┤t always gentle
But I┬┤ve come to understand.
There was always love in Daddy┬┤s hands.

Daddy’s hands were soft and kind when I was cryin┬┤.
Daddy┬┤s hands, were hard as steel when I┬┤d done wrong.
Daddy┬┤s hands, weren┬┤t always gentle
But I┬┤ve come to understand.
There was always love …..
In Daddy┬┤s hands.



**Note: O.k., I admit it. I just got through watching the above video again, and I’m crying now. So, hey, will you do something for me?! Give your daddy and your husband each a call today…or say a special thanks for the father(s) in your life. [I know it’s not Father’s Day; just do it!–(I mean, please, of course! -) )]

…Yeah, and while you’re at it, say a prayer of thanks for the best Father ever–your Heavenly Father! He loves each of us more than we can ever know!

Homeschooling Must Go On…

…even though I certainly don’t feel up to par, the least I can do is read with my kids! My sister-in-law recently gave us tons of Dr. Seuss books, and they are perfect for helping little Kerry learn how to read. He just loves them! Little Kerry is especially drawn to the rhyming fun of Dr. Seuss.

Scott has been helping little Kerry in the evenings and weekends too, and we have already witnessed Kerry reading his first sentence, and then his first page! Of course, little Kerry has been so extremely proud and pleased with himself, and yeah, I suppose us parents have been a wee-bit proud ourselves!

Well, as I stated earlier “homeschooling must go on,” and I believe it’s about that time this morning. I’ve purposely rested up this weekend (which I rarely do) in hopes to have more energy and focus for our school time today. So, I must go for now. There is reading to do, people to learn about, and places to “visit!”