You all know, I don’t usually get serious on here. And I certainly don’t usually write about my wife (Not much point: I wrote a Mother’s Day tribute for her and it took her a month read it).
But, Wife’s out of town. Her mom, very very likely, is dying.
That leaves me “running” things. The girls have been nice, but signs are showing that someone else is the heart and soul of this shop:
Fontaine this morning: “Daddy, you know I love you, but when’s Mommy coming home? You’re doing a good job, but I think things go better when TWO adults are around.” (For instance, Mommy and someone else.)
Elizabeth, yesterday, upon being told she couldn’t have a second piece of candy…shouting: “YOU’RE NO FUN. I WISH MOMMY WOULD COME HOME!!!” (So one piece of candy isn’t fun anymore? Back when I was a kid a single piece of candy was SO much fun.)
Rosebud, last night, before bed, looking out her window as I held her: “Goodnight trees. Goodnight trains. Goodnight raccoons. Goo’night Mommy. She didn’t hear me. GOOOOOOO’NIGHT MOMMY!”
(I think she heard that one from 200 miles.)
Fontaine, tonight: “Is Mommy coming home tonight?”
No.
“How about tomorrow morning?”
I’m not sure.
“How about by lunchtime?”
I’m going to talk to her in the morning.
“How about after Rosebud’s nap?”
I hope so. The sooner the better.
I’m serious.
MyThreeDaughters 
Oh, I can feel it from here. Hang in there, man. Sometimes that’s all you can do.
And, I hope you and Mommy are doing as well as you can under the circumstances.
Thanks for writing this — it gave me a much needed moment of humor.
For all the My Three Daughter fans out there: Lon appears to be doing an amazing job of keeping the girls happy and…alive! He even has time to write a blog!!! Keep up the good work, Daddy-O. : )