June 8, 2007

  • The boys are packed ...

    What can I say?  In 24 hours I'll be driving them across Kansas.  Michael's birthday present will be wrapped and waiting in the trunk with a little tag that says, "Do not open until the 18th - Or until you can't wait anymore."

    I left for work this morning with Tucker still asleep in my bed. 

    Last night he snuggled up and said to me, "You know I'm leaving for the summer, but I need to be close to you now."  He's always worried about something.  This year he's worried that I'll die.  Last night he said, "Your Grandma died."

    Well, yes, but she was 94 years old.  I probably have at least a couple more years. 

    He says, "you can't know that."  He did allow that I'm not as fat as the people on "Big Medicine" so maybe I'm not in as much danger as I could be.  The Learning Channel can take us places that we really didn't need to go, you know?  And frankly, that whole Big Medicine thing is my sister's fault because she was the one who called and said, "You have to watch "Little People Big World" its really good, inspiring even." And you know how it goes when you settle in for an evening watching other people's lives, you stay tuned for the next show and the next show ...

    But to Tucker I say, "None of us ever knows how much time we have, so we have to make the most of the day we're living and not worry so much about the days ahead."

    Then he says the thing that turns it all around.  "What if something happens this summer and I die and I don't get to come home to you?"

    I can't be philosophical about that so I say, "can't happen, not allowed, Momi forbids it, if anything happens to you God is grounded and will have to do chores for all eternity."

    He giggles.

    He sleeps.

    I don't.

     

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