Hi Daddy.

This morning was a normal Thursday “Daddy Day at the PDO” (as Mo and I call it) – basically one of the two days I take her in to daycare. On Tuesdays and Thursdays, Kristin goes in to work early and I go in to work an hour late in order to get Mojo to “school” by 9 a.m. On these days, depending on when Maureen wakes up, I am the one who dresses her (I try hard, but sometimes I miss the mark on that one), feeds her breakfast (I do that pretty well) and packs her up for school.

Anyway, I try to prepare everything ahead of time before Mo wakes up. We have the super-duper TV monitor set up in the Kitchen so I know when she is awake and ready to get out of bed. This morning, she started stirring but was not upset so I let her stay for a while as I prepared her breakfast. She was doing a great job entertaining herself, making cooing noises and her trademark trill noise. Finally I finished the preparation and went upstairs to get her ready for a long day.

I got to her crib and she gave me her usual, heart-warming smile. I picked her up immediately, and the first thing out of her mouth was “Hi Dadda”. Clear as day. I believe this was not an accident, and it truly started my day off right. The rest of the morning was all smiles, and she greeted her favorite day care teacher with enthusiasm.

Today is the big parade downtown and Kristin has been working hard, preparing for the Girl Scouts’ participation. She will be shuttling Mojo out to her grandparents (P&K) prior to heading to the parade, and I’ll have to pick her up when I get off work. Kristin and I will be spending the day at the track tomorrow, and Aunt Katheigh will in charge of Mojo at that time. We hope she handles the shifting back and forth gracefully; she’s recently developed separation anxiety. We pray that she is becomes more comfortable staying with the family – we shall see this week.