[NOTE: I finished writing this Sunday morning but neglected to hit the “publish” button in WordPress and failed to notice that it hadn’t posted to Facebook or Twitter either. My bad, but not surprising given how off I was Sunday morning. So… without further ado…]
Dear Jackrabbit,
It’s Easter today. Happy Easter, although that really has no meaning to you right now. You’ll likely get a few toys today, but no candy. You’ll be dressed up in some kind of outfit that’s going to be too cute for words because… Easter.
An early Easter present was this swing.
Easter, for me, isn’t a major holiday. It’s kind of like Halloween. An opportunity to score some candy. Or maybe an Xmas-lite with a couple of small presents. For a lot of people it’s a major religious holiday. That probably has no meaning to you right now either. Suffice to say that it will be a bit of a family day, so there’s that. Over the years you’ll be indoctrinated into various Easter traditions such as Easter baskets inhabited with chocolate rabbits and hunting for Easter eggs–both real eggs and fake eggs with jellybeans inside.
So welcome to it. As I finish writing this up, I’m trying to figure out how much of a nap I can sneak in this morning while you and your mother are at church. No hard feelings, boy, but you kept me up kind of late last night with a more-than-usual bout of fussiness. It’s totally thrown off the rest of my weekend. But like I said, no hard feelings. Whatever it was that was making you fussy last night was, I’m sure, quite legitimate.
Here’s to better sleep for you and me. (And, in all honesty, I think you sleep better than most babies I hear about.)
But words of wisdom and whatnot are hard to come by right now. This weekend I’m working on a pile of projects. Let’s see… two film journals, a book on Chinese film studies, a collection of comics written by M*A*S*H‘s Gary Burghoff, a western novella based on the movie Winterhawk, a massive tome about Harvey Comics, and a couple of writing projects, so… yeah. Keeping busy. Four of these projects will be finished by Monday morning. The rest will be what keeps me busy for the rest of the week.
So… not the most insightful letter this week. They can’t all be winners.
But I must be winning overall–you and your mother prove that.
I’m happy with that.
All my love,
–Dad
