Wearing his Go Seahawks shirt....

After a normal Sunday morning I headed over to see my dad. Since I didn't have the time last weekend, I made sure we could watch the whole Seahawks game together. When I got there he was a bit agitated, the blankets were on the floor and..  So I picked up the blankets, adjusted his bed and we chatted until he fell asleep in the third quarter.

I helped him press his Class A Army uniform so it was ready for his Drill Sargent's inspection, helped him deliver postal express packages so he would be on time and assured him I didn't put ketchup up my nose. I haven't laughed with my dad this much in a good while. The Seahawks won too... 

Working local tomorrow and crossing my fingers I get off a bit early so I  can pop in and say hi to my dad. My mom who normally sees him on Monday will be busy taking care of her brother. Sadly he has taken a turn for the worst and it doesn't look good. Always have hope though..

Watching the crowded airspace in the backyard...