Friday, March 6, 2009

On the road again...


OK, I'm not a country music fan. In fact, I can't tolerate most of it and almost break my fingers pushing the radio buttons if I hear the first twang or CW star garbling one syllable words into mult-syllable yodels about heartache. Nevertheless, I've been thinking of Willy Nelson's "On the Road Again" a lot because the past four weeks, I've been out of town almost full time. I'm sitting in LAX this afternoon waiting for my plane back to Boise, and I'm so eager to see Heather and Ethan. His phone conversations keep progressing in maturity and content, and last night he asked "you coming home tomorrow, Daddy?" This morning, evidently thinking I can see through the phone, Ethan said, "You've been gone this many days Daddy" meaning he was holding up all 10 fingers (though I've only been gone four days). He'll run to greet me tonight at the airport, jump into my arms, hug me, hang on me, stare at me for a couple minutes, and then call me "Smarty Pants." And then, secure I'm home, he'll squirm out of my arms and run to baggage claim. I can hardly wait.

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