A Love Letter to My Daddy!

Dear Daddy,  and of coarse mommy too… but today I want write to my daddy cause he is on a trip far far away!

I know you have to go away to work, and will be missing me each day.   So Nana and I decided to write and tell you every day… just how lucky I am that you love mommy and I, and that you are always in our hearts.   No land of sand this year for you… instead maybe a cave or two.   I am hoping you will be okay, and soon return… I will count the days!

I am sending you snap shots to see me today… and look at the hard labor I too have when I play.   Don’t feel alone when you are out roughing it… I am also pulling my load and keeping busy a lot.   I have WAGON DUTY and it is quite a chore….

Here I am trying to determine just how daddy would do this….

It’s hard labor Daddy, and look I too am in my Camp Nana fatigues (ACU’s)!  I know you wear boots but look daddy  I wear light up shoes!  ( They are so awesome in the dark)

Pull! Pull!   I am so strong.   I just want you to know that you are not alone…. I work at this playing thing really really hard all day long …. and by lights out I am pretty much zonked!

Wow … down hill is so much better!  

It’s said you may miss some easy terrain…. so here is a glimpse of some green and pink to warm your heart.

In the army you have so many resources… humvee’s and equipment to help you along…. here at camp I too find that I am able to switch it up …. and try different methods of traveling about…( some how it seems there are always lots of other campers around…. a step or two either way… I am always found…. so while you hang with your fellow soldiers… I empathize dad… sometimes you must just wish you could break free… and see only me…. soon daddy I promise I will be waiting here…. and in the mean time…. I will keep them all running and busy as me…. just watch me go!

By the way daddy… please know they have special flags out for you… one every few feet along with yellow bows… Nana says the bows will stay all year through… until my daddy comes home to mommy, baby and me!   Yes… it is true friends and family alike…. I am to be a big sister which is why mommy is at the Hood.   She is working on base… and holding down the fort.. (army humor) and she and baby brother are missing me too…. I am here at camp for a visit and knowing all the while, my mom and my dad are missing my style.   So a few more photos I am sending your way… hoping to brighten your lonely days…  I love passing time by dancing to music, found this old radio and play songs for all of camp.  I love turning it up and dancing about… I get everyone to involved it is like my own personal  PT (more army lingo) and I keeping them in shape daddy…. just wait and see.

Then there is reading time… Nana loves sharing books…. we read and read and I take it all in….

I still cook in my kitchen and serve up “tea time”.   All campers must participate…. or they answer to me.

Uncle Nick and all the Aunties…. sit for tea!

Remember daddy… just like you do with me…. while youre away don’t forget our tea daddy, our shopping or baby stroller rides together.  

Riley and Grant are my friends next door… they have a daddy in the Army.   He is stationed here by Nana so who knows… one day when you are home…. maybe thats where you will get to go….

I know you are lonely daddy… but look … here … It’s is me closer so you can take a better look.  One face so many expressions…. but all of them ME… you princess your girl…. your sweet baby!

Nana knows you won’t always be able to get to the internet… so enjoy every photo and memorize it…

And for now dear daddy… with all of my heart… I wish you happy days… and these eyes, this face with each day start…. I am as always your one and only…. Little Miss Adorable…

Guillianna!

P.S.   Dear Mommy…. thank you for telling me Daddy may get to see me one last time for a while… my next love letter will be for you….I miss you both….today and always…

By Lisa

Grandchildren make all the stuff your kids put you though worthwhile.

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