Some nights I really think that I should just write off sleep and stay up all night and hang out with Abs. It has to be easier than hearing her run through the house, trying to be discreet. She's anything but.
The remote was hidden. Cable box off. Wii remotes hidden. Computers have passwords. Her entertainment? My canon rebel. I have hundreds of pictures taken in the dark....of nothing. Her company? A dog named Sammy.
School is not closed today, which means visual therapy is still on, and I can make my doctor's appointment.
Gunner's phone rang at a quarter till 5 this morning. I love how they always pick up right away, give a roger, an out, and are on to the next call. Two hour delay at Carson.
So what does Gunner do? He wakes up and starts getting dressed. I asked him what he was doing and his response was "It's a two hour delay, not two hours to sleep in., it means I have two hours extra to get to work". I love that about him.
We went sledding yesterday, and Junior was having the time of his life. He dragged his own sled up the hill, then he needed help getting on and a push off, and he would screech all the way down and do it over and over again. It was perfect. Abs closed her eyes and veered way off course and ran into a tree, so sledding was over for her after that.
Two more weeks of school. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel, but I will feel like I am getting run over till I get there.
2 comments:
I feel like I'm being run over myself. Christmas is going to be sooo nice (once we get there, anyway).
Does Abs do this every night?!
I'm glad that someone else remembers, especially the younger generations. We didn't have to live through the attack but had to live through the effects.
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