I’m kicking back tonight. Just me and my laptop. And a large Dr. Pepper over ice.
But let’s just keep that last part between me and you, k? Trust me when I say the size of this Dr. Pepper is not Weight Watcher friendly.
I’ll put in extra laps tomorrow.
Maybe.
I can hear Reed and Parker in our ‘safe room.’ This is the room Parker hangs out in during the Sick Season. There are some pretty tough rules that have to be followed before anyone can hang with Parker during the Sick Season:
A ‘safe shirt’. This is a clean shirt that hasn’t been worn outside.
Freshly washed hands. I have to hear you sing the alphabet while you are washing your hands. That is how I know your hands are actually clean.
But, to be on the safe side, I’ll make you slather on the Germ-X.
And make you swear that you haven’t even experienced as much a sniffle in the last two weeks.
I can hear Reed yelling…uh.. encouraging BYU to complete a touchdown. After each of Reed’s outbursts, Parker follows suit with a few sentiments of his own.
The joy these two get from hanging out together is pretty obvious. Parker watches Reed closely for clues to how he should react. Parker really doesn’t understand the game of football. But that is okay. Neither do I.
Parker isn’t concerned whether BYU or Utah State wins. He’s hanging in not for the love of the game, but for the love of his Dad.
I have to smile as I listen to Reed explain the game to Parker. Who’s doing what. Who should have done what.
I don’t often hear of the relationship between a father and son being described as a love story.
But that is exactly what Reed and Parker are experiencing.
A story of love.
You can find Parker and his Dad hanging out at their other blog: Praying For Parker