It was our Monday to visit Tim so I wasn't surprised when Rachel called to remind me this morning, and this morning I needed a reminder. Since it was an otherwise "chill" day, we decided she should come early so we could go out and grab a coffee or something ahead of time. We opted for lunch at that little diner in town where we both ordered BLT's, her's on wheat and mine on rye. It was a nice relaxed bit of time together.
While Rachel rearranged a few things in her car, I found our brother settled into a cozy recliner in the home's living room. His eyes registered recognition but he didn't get up. He ground his teeth a few times and I asked if his teeth still hurt. He said they did. His expression was sweet as we communicated, me with words, and him mostly with his eyes. As soon as Rachel came in, he hopped up and grabbed her hand. (I told you she's his favorite.*insert winky face )
We drove though sunshine, just plain rain, and sunshine mixed with rain while listening to Dad play his guitar and harmonica and sing. Tim ate his snacks and clicked his tongue with the music. At the end of our ride we went through Wendy's drive-thru and got him the customary small chocolate Frosty which he ate in about six heaping spoonfuls. (No, I didn't bother to count.) My head would be throbbing, but I think he's immune to ice cream headaches. Did you know Rachel can drive through the rain, sing, and clean up Tim all at the same time? She is truly amazing. (He ate most of it while we sat in the parking lot.)
He gets the tooth pulled next Tuesday. I think they'll have to put him under. :0( He definitely loves Rachel, no doubt about it. And, I know he loves me too, it just shows in a different way.
I love your visits with Tim you share.. I could just see his reaction to Rachel.. That so funny. All of our kids say they are the favorite. Even gave Don a cup that said so. HaHa. Kids??? Did I tell you Tristan is playing the harmonica ...and really good for a 2 year old.
You're his favorite too, Martha. You got the "I love you" recently, remember? And he usually reaches out for your hand too. I wish he didn't have to wait another week to have that rotten tooth pulled. He's been in pain with that for way too long. Poor guy. :\
I know he loves all of us, Rachel. I'm not really worried about it at all, but there was a time when you were very small that he would say your name. I don't remember if it was in a prayer or just when someone was talking to him. (Sometimes I really wish I could ask Mom about this stuff...) When I watch him look at you, I am reminded that you have always been his baby sister, and I love that. :0)
It was our Monday to visit Tim so I wasn't surprised when Rachel called to remind me this morning, and this morning I needed a reminder. Since it was an otherwise "chill" day, we decided she should come early so we could go out and grab a coffee or something ahead of time. We opted for lunch at that little diner in town where we both ordered BLT's, her's on wheat and mine on rye. It was a nice relaxed bit of time together.
While Rachel rearranged a few things in her car, I found our brother settled into a cozy recliner in the home's living room. His eyes registered recognition but he didn't get up. He ground his teeth a few times and I asked if his teeth still hurt. He said they did. His expression was sweet as we communicated, me with words, and him mostly with his eyes. As soon as Rachel came in, he hopped up and grabbed her hand. (I told you she's his favorite.*insert winky face )
We drove though sunshine, just plain rain, and sunshine mixed with rain while listening to Dad play his guitar and harmonica and sing. Tim ate his snacks and clicked his tongue with the music. At the end of our ride we went through Wendy's drive-thru and got him the customary small chocolate Frosty which he ate in about six heaping spoonfuls. (No, I didn't bother to count.) My head would be throbbing, but I think he's immune to ice cream headaches. Did you know Rachel can drive through the rain, sing, and clean up Tim all at the same time? She is truly amazing. (He ate most of it while we sat in the parking lot.)
I just laugh at his reactions to Rachel...he definitely has a favorite...lol....
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He gets the tooth pulled next Tuesday. I think they'll have to put him under.
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He definitely loves Rachel, no doubt about it. And, I know he loves me too, it just shows in a different way.
I love your visits with Tim you share.. I could just see his reaction to Rachel.. That so funny. All of our kids say they are the favorite. Even gave Don a cup that said so. HaHa. Kids??? Did I tell you Tristan is playing the harmonica ...and really good for a 2 year old.
ReplyDeleteI hope Tristan learn to play. It always looked like so much fun. And I think every kid SHOULD be the favorite.
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You're his favorite too, Martha. You got the "I love you" recently, remember? And he usually reaches out for your hand too.
ReplyDeleteI wish he didn't have to wait another week to have that rotten tooth pulled. He's been in pain with that for way too long. Poor guy. :\
I know he loves all of us, Rachel. I'm not really worried about it at all, but there was a time when you were very small that he would say your name. I don't remember if it was in a prayer or just when someone was talking to him. (Sometimes I really wish I could ask Mom about this stuff...) When I watch him look at you, I am reminded that you have always been his baby sister, and I love that.
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Poor guy........tooth ache is just awful. Awful that he has to wait for so long to have it pulled. You two are great sisters :-)
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I'm enjoying him more all the time, Marilyn. It's something I have missed for many years.
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