Yesterday we were graced with unseasonably warm temperatures. This afforded us the opportunity to observe the locals is a part of and the ritual of climbing trees. The strength, endurance, and grace that the older two exhibit is astounding. Reminded of my age, I did little but watch in fearful wonder.
Last night the locals snuggled up with me as we watched Coco for the first time. The oldest boy sat particularly close. We laughed, we cried. At the end I asked him if he liked the movie. “I love you” was his reply. Please excuse me, there is duts in my eyes.
This title is a misnomer. Upon kissing the foreheads of each to the locals as I departed I glanced at the counter. My cold brew pitcher stood there, empty. My heart sank a little. Then it plummeted as the oldest local looked up at me. Her cerulean eyes pieced my soul as she asked if I wanted to cuddle with her. Coming back from vacation is hard, and the walk to the transport this morning was longer than I remember.
Yep, this vacation has been amazing. The locals had a blast, creating new rituals to entertain themselves. Most notably waking up so very early. I am looking forward to returning to the village so I can sleep in and get back to work. Would not trade these last few days for anything though.
Today I am taking the locals on an adventure. I made sure my alarm was off before going to sleep. Oh the sweet surrender of sleep. This morning I was awoken by a shrill beeping. It seems that out of anticipation the locals teamed up and turned in another alarm. *Sigh*
This morning I awoke feeling great and rested. Moments later, however, I was reminded by the locals that the sun was coming up. The youngest started his morning chant “Ma-Ma. Ma-Ma” as he called for my colleague to retrieve him from his sleeping cage. This progressed to the more disdain filled “Da-Da. Da-Da. Daaaaddddeeee” that he uses to call me. Meanwhile the older two were running from window to window remarking “SUN!”. It was 5:30. Sunrise is closer to 7:00. *sigh*
After a fair amount of thought, I am stepping out and giving this a shot. I realize that there is a chance others may want to follow along as I try to discover from these locals what it takes to make a great dad. That there may be some intrinsic value in watching my accomplishments and pitfalls. So, today, my notes become public. Welcome to the adventure! Scotch is the drink of choice while I sit by the fire and contemplate the day.
After being down for the last few days with a drool-in-ear-induced ear infection and sinus infection, I finally was able to take my daily departure back to civilization. These times are hard, but let me refresh from the time with the locals. As I left the village this morning I looked back and could see all three of the locals standing with their noses pressed against a window, watching. Something tells me that my impact is far greater than I could have realized.
Now, it is time for coffee, and watching the clock before I can return back to the locals.
I miss them already.