I was chatting through instant messenger with my oldest son, today. He provided me an update on his exam and project schedule, and we bantered as is our wont, vying for the most obscure movie quote or cleverest non-sequitur. Along the way, he mentioned that he would be seeing my brother later today.
“Shall I say anything in particular to your brother, when I see him,” Joshua asked casually?
“What? My brother is coming to Jackson?” Immediately, I felt a sharp pang of jealousy.
“Yes, you see, he loves his children, so he visits them.” My oldest boy doesn’t pull any punches, when he lays on the guilt.
A smattering of Edgrens and a Leaf.
And so, I wasn’t there for this photo. Glad as I am to have been born a citizen of this country, I am sometimes irritated by the sheer size of the United States. My brother lives in Williamsburg, VA, while I live in Western Washington. It’s just not right, how far apart you can be and still live in the same country.
Time for a road trip?
Project 365, Day 133
Tim
Always time for a road trip!
On the other hand, as our friend Tevye might have said, it’s good to have family in far-off places so we can take care of each other’s children when they wander to the other side of the country / continent / world. We love on yours, you love on ours. Deal?
It’s a deal.
Haha. Yes! IT IS TIME!!
Yep – road trip!