Because I’d flown down to Texas for work earlier that week.
Because it was still chilly in Boston and gloriously warm in my home state.
Because, if I end up anywhere close to my hometown, I can’t not go see my family. (In Texas, 300 miles counts as close.)
Because I needed to laugh with my dad and hug my mom and joke around with my sister.
Because this little guy was turning two.
Because there was a tractor cake. (And tractor decorations and tablecloths.)
Because I couldn’t pass up the chance to play with trucks and read Sandra Boynton board books and hear him call me “Kiki.”
Because weekends with family are rare and precious and so much fun.
Happy birthday, Ryder B. I’ll be back soon.
We talked about Kiki yesterday. And Miah, too. And, we have all memorized Goodnight Construction Site……
So happy you could be there!
Could anything be more wonderful than a visit back home that includes playing with a cherished child? So glad you had such a wonderful interlude!