He called to say he made it to his destination.
He didn't have to call.
He stopped by before he left, to get a hug, and then called to say he made it safetly. I thought, "maybe, he might send me a text."
He didn't.
He called. and said that he made it in. I told him he didn't have to, and he said that he wanted to put a smile on my face and he knew calling would do that. then he said, "i did good" and I told him to cut that out because he needs to stop patting himself on the back so much.
"maybe if you stopped patting yourself on the back, I might be able to."
"are you going to start [patting me on the back]?"
"no."
we laugh.
We do that alot. Laugh. It feels good.
b
Friday, February 01, 2008
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