At some point, the nerves simmer down a bit and our comfort with each other returns. We are happy doing absolutely nothing except watching the night sky from the inside of the car and staying home, cracking jokes about what ever commercials are playing on the television.
During the shows you rub your head (and antlers) against me and say "moose moose," as you tickle my neck with your scruffy beard. I giggle and playfully push you away. "Mew mew, purrrr" I say when I rub my head against your shoulder.
But four days comes to an end pretty quickly, and soon it's time for us to part. Your mom drives us to the airport where we have to say goodbye. It's hard for me to talk between tears so I hug you as tight as I can and tippy-toe to give you a kiss. You say, "I love you Shawnee." To which I quickly retaliate, "I love you too, Papa Bear." I ask you to thank your mom for all she has done for me and then we go our separate ways...
Each hello you utter puts the biggest smile on my face and every goodbye brings me to tears; but all the smiles make the tears worthwhile. All the laughter makes the wait to see you next seem to pass more quickly. I just love you and every second that we have together.<3
One day we'll be ugly old people with ass cancer,
sitting on our rocking chairs,
making turkey noises at passersby.
And at that point,
what others say won't phase us;
because I'll have you and you'll have me.
Until we
*head shake*
Bluh blub bleh
*Stick out tongue*
And well...
you know the rest.
<3
