Sometimes I wish we were a Spanish family and the Dad of the family would always be called Papa. I find it so sweet to hear small children and babies talking about their Papa. It is more strange and sometimes confusing to hear grown children continue to call their Father Papa. Anyway you look at it, it adds a certain grace to the coming and going of the father/husband in a house.
Today was spent running the kids here and there, ballet, sleep-overs, friend's houses. It also included a trip to the grocery store, airport (rental car and Lee's parents return), Toys R Us, gas station and two trips to the community trash. There were also 4 walks with the dogs, water fight with the neighbor boys, and computer typing and editing of Hazel's paper that is due Monday. One trip to take the kids to see their Nana and Papa (oh....we do have a Papa....). Liam got a game of Chess in with Papa and a cuddle with Nana on the couch while H chewed her nails and I ran yet another errand to pick up coffee and dog food. Lots of running around today. We have plans to settle in a bit in the morning and do a small tidy until we hear when Lee will actually arrive. The kids are looking forward to the visit although they are not impressed with the short length of the stay.
I, wife, am hoping Lee is not to wound up and his expectations for a grand homecoming are not beyond what I can put together. I am rarely able to meet his expectations. That can be frustrating (right Lee?). Anyway, we have a nice neighbor who heard Lee was coming in for a couple days and promptly brought over a nice bottle of Champagne. Sweet of them. It will be enjoyed.
This WILL be the final send off before he actually gets to Iraq. Now we are just hoping he can convince the airline to let him on the early flight. It seems like such a waste of a day to have him arrive at 5:30 pm.
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