I finally had a moment or two when my back
wasn’t hurting that bad, so I headed over to make some fire station
visits. I managed to stop by three
stations. All three were either in the
process of or had recently completed inventorying the trucks and noting where
on each truck all the equipment was located.
Pretty extensive task, but they were all up for the challenge, of
course. As I was leaving station four
out at the airport, I realized that it was three o’clock, so I made my way over
to Cailyn’s school to say hi before she headed home. I think my little surprise was
effective. She was actually speechless,
which is quite unusual for her. It
rather bumfuzzled her kindergarten teacher, too, when Cailyn hugged me and
crawled into the car with her neighbor friend.
I assured her all was well. She
realized I had my fire department garb on, so she let me know her class was
going over to station four again in a few weeks. Said they absolutely loved the experience
last year. That’s a “kudos” to the indomitable,
legendary, teacher-of-Titans Trish, of course.
She does an amazing job with the kiddos at those community service
programs.
Speaking of Cailyn, she came over to spend
the night last night after a birthday party at a friend’s house. I think it was supposed to be a slumber
party, by 8:00 or so she is usually ready to crash out. That’s what happens when you get up at 5:30
in the morning. The host drove her over
here (after apparently getting lost and spending some time touring Galveston),
and they finally arrived around 8. She
was wound up higher than a kite. She
literally ran laps through the house laughing with Fred close on her tail. Surely it was all because she was so excited
to see us, right? Couldn’t possibly have
anything to do with the requisite sugar high of a birthday party or the inborn
drive to fight the urge to sleep that surges in all of us until we become
teenagers. At that point it generally reverses
itself and we want to sleep “just a little bit longer.” And although some of outgrow that phase and
become delightful morning people, that particular phase hangs on longer in some
people. They grow up to become
delightful, “not-morning” people. By
about 8:30 or so we had convinced her to get dressed for bed and sit on the
couch next to Nani and have a snack. She
never finished that pop tart. Fell sound
asleep there on the couch with minutes.
We began watching the Astros game, and they
went ahead early. Chris gave in fairly
early as well and headed to bed. I
decided to watch them bat one more time.
I wanted to make sure Dallas Keuchel got his 20th win of the season. Well, that “one more time” at bat lasted
eleven batters. By the time the dust
cleared the score was 17-2. I felt safe
going on to bed. Keichel’s 20th
win seemed fairly secure. I checked it
this morning. The score ended up a team
record 21-5. They let ‘em score three
more runs. Confounded bullpen.
Hebrews 3:13 says, “But encourage one another daily, as long as it is called Today, so
that none of you may be hardened by sin's deceitfulness.”
Father, thank you for the look of delight
in Cailyn’s eyes when she spotted me at the school. I hope she noticed same look in my eyes. Amen.
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