Getting Papa On His Plane

I declare, somehow that boy knew his Papa was leavin' him. He followed him around every moment of packing and loading the car.

Papa told him to be the man of the house for the next couple of weeks. He said, "Act your shoe size (8), not your age."

Miss Middler became a bit dramatic at the airport.

And so, we began our two weeks apart...enjoying some quiet final days in the country, but missing Papa.