Category Archives: Birthday Letters

Happy 8th Birthday, Abigail

Dear Abigail, The other night as we were pulling into the garage, you unbuckled your seatbelt and tiptoed up to my seat and said, “Mom? Can I tell you a secret?” I cheerily replied “Sure!” and then you dropped your truth with a giggle: “It’s really scary to tell your crush you like them.” <blink>…

Happy 7th Birthday, Abigail.

Does anybody have a map?  Anybody maybe happen to know how the hell to do this?  I don’t know if you can tell  But this is me just pretending to know  **** Dear Abigail – Today you are seven. Kid, this is pretty big league stuff. If it has a pulse and will listen to…

Happy 4th Birthday, Abigail

Dear Abigail, Today you are four. Yesterday I spent a goodly portion of the afternoon down a rabbit hole of old pictures, mostly those we captured the first year of your life. I am not wistful for those days, though they did lend themselves a certain simplicity I obviously couldn’t understand at the time. With…

Happy 3rd Birthday, Abigail

Oh, Abigail Grace, you are THREE. I say that not only in sheer wonder in where the time has gone but also because it is the most oft-uttered statement in this house. “Abigail is awfully three today.” “SOMEONE is three. Jesus. THREE.” Here’s the truth of being three: it sucks. I don’t remember it, of…

Happy 2nd Birthday, Abigail

Dear AG – YOU ARE TWO. Well, as of this writing, two and three days. As seems to be the case lately, I’m running a bit behind. I just spent the past twenty minutes, wasting perfectly good writing time as you sleep, looking at a collection of pictures I took throughout this year. Only one…

Happy Birthday, Abigail Grace

Dear Abigail – You are one. As in “One-Year-Old.” This calls for a drink. Or several. How do I even begin this letter? How do I even articulately discuss what the past 12 months have meant to me, to your Dad? I just spent the past hour re-reading all of the letters from the past…