This morning I called my Dad’s cell just to check in before the holiday travel schedule. He picked up after a few rings, but all I heard was a muffled shuffling in the background.
“Hello?” I said.
More muffled sounds. Like he had his hand over the speaker and was trying to talk through it.
“I can hear something….but not you.”
Finally a faint, “hey…”
“Oh hey! I couldn’t hear….”
Then, in the slightest, faintest but clear whisper I hear, “It’s me. I’m in a tree stand.”
Slightly louder whisper, “I’m in a TREE STAND,” followed by whispered giggles. He thought this was hilarious.
I said to call me later, and he whispered that he would.
Then, I received this on my phone.
Ahhh, Daddy Wade. One of the many reasons I cannot wait to get home to my parents’ house for the holidays. To hang out with weirdos like this one!
I hope your holidays are merry and bright, friends. Enjoy your time with loved ones. Hold them close and kiss them often.
I’ll be kissing a lot on this little guy – so, be jealous.
Meet Cooper, my new nephew. He’s perfect.
Merry Christmas, cotton-headed-ninny-muggins.