My daughter asks questions continuously. “Daddy what is this?” “Daddy why is it like that?” I’ll admit, at times it drives me crazy. However, often she asks profound questions, especially for a 5 year old. “Why did Jesus die on the cross, Daddy?” “Hey dad,… Read More »Curiosity
She snuck in quietly trying not to wake me from my nap, one of the rare instances I was fortunate enough to take a nap. She poked me in the ribs and tapped my shoulder like only her tiny little hands can do and said… Read More »Dance Party
We putted along on the tractor around the house and barns. She swatted away my hand each time I reached for the steering wheel to correct our trajectory. Kailey, my daughter is not old enough or even big enough to drive the tractor on her… Read More »Close Just not too Close