The Army was good enough to give me 14 days of convalensence leave to go back to Colorado to see the family. They even picked up the price of the airline tickets. Tricia picked me up at the Dever airport with Jeffrey in her arms and carrying a sign that Welcome Home Daddy in red, white and blue letters. Jeffrey was waving a small American flag. I almost did not recognize Jeffrey at first sight. He has grown and changed so much in the last four months that it looked to me like Tricia was holding someone elese's kid.
Jeffrey did have a fun time watching the luggage drop onto the convayor belt until my piece finially came out. Everyone we walked by stopped to watch Jeffrey hauling my big black suit case as we walked toward the exit. Once we were in the car Jeffrey started calling me daddy and that is when I knew that he still recognized me.
On Friday we headed out on our first day of a short vacation together along with Peggy and Phil. We enjoyed the beautiful Colorado country side while we listened to Dan Brown's new novel, The Lost Symbol. Our journey ended in Durango where we spent the evening walking through the historical part of the town.
This morning we enjoyed a short train ride that took us to a small park set up with games and activities for kids of a harvest festival theme. Jeffrey kept wanting to go into the bounce house, but as soon as he discovered he had entered alone, he came right back out to look for his mom. We did get a great picture of him with us and and three Peanuts charachters posing. Jeffrey was of course screaming in the photo. I think he had the most fun out in the grass running through the crisp leaves that had fallen. I did have a fun time with Jeffrey sitting on a bail of hay on the tractor ride.
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