She made him in about 25 seconds.
I was getting breakfast at a hotel in Woodbrige, Virginia with Daniel at my side when an older woman came up to me and said, “You've got a busy guy there.”
I glanced over at my son, who was making pyramids out of the mini-cereal boxes and smiled. “I definitely do.”
“My grandson was just like that,” the other woman assured me. “And now he's on the national speedskating team. He kicked butt at his last competion.”
“That's great!” I said and meant it. I love these kinds of stories.
“So you, see,” the woman added. “It all works out in the end. His name is John-Henry,” she said proudly.
I promised to look him up, and I did. She wasn't kidding. He is kicking speedskating butt and things really have worked out that formerly “busy boy.”
3 comments:
Thought I'd check in with you to learn where you were and how the trip was going. Sounds like you're having a good time even on the breakfast line.
We wound up at 10:30 Saturday night, starving hungry, in Sweetwater Tennessee...at a roadside bar and grill featuring very tall, cigarette smoking folks, extremely loud country western musicians and line dancing. The sign over the bar said, clearly enough for us, "No Firearms". The food? Let's say the majority of customers were not there for it but for these travelers, it hit the (Pepto-Bismol) spot!!!
Love to you all and keep us posted.
B formerly of F but today in T
I'm from the Woodbridge area--I hope that wasn't the prime destination of your road trip! Well, it does have a Wegman's...
B: You are a very brave woman. :-)
Benjamin: LOL. We were en route to Myrtle Beach, SC. We did think Woodbridge was very pretty though!
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