This morning I sent Dad off to the airport. Looks like we're on our own for a couple weeks. We're not totally without supervision, though, because my aunt Diane is gonna call every once in a while to make sure that we're still alive.
I got on pretty well with the boys today. We went to church and made dinner. Those were pretty much the highlights of the day. For dinner we had some leftover grilled chicked, smashed potatoes, green beans, and rolls. The smashed potatoes and rolls were particularly delicious. Bryan made us make a whole bunch of potatoes, so we have enough for leftovers later.
Dad seemed kinda worried about us last night and this morning. I kept reassuring him, though, that everything would be fine and we wouldn't destroy too much of the house. He did take me aside and tell me what to do in case something happened to him or Mom. I'm sure nothing will happen, but it was scary talking about it all the same. It's not a pleasant thing to think about your parents dying. I'm not nearly mature enough to completely support myself. Thank goodness I have lots of loving family and friends.
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Your dad worries because he loves you. But look on the bright side: you still have us around. Seriously, we can swing down any time you like. Isn't that great?
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