Night Shift

Poor Dixon.  When he worked all day, he missed so many special things… schooltime, soccer practices, fierce debates over the lunch table, rocking babies to sleep for naps…

Now he works night shift.  He likes his job, and in today’s economy, we know how blessed we are to have a good job of any sort.  But it’s funny that he misses some major family events working 9 PM to 6 AM, too.  We hadn’t really thought about it.

Like when we decided last night to fry some amazing fish that Grace and Dre had brought back for us from the coast yesterday.  People who work third shift miss spontaneous midnight fish fry parties.

And have you ever noticed that teenagers want to have intense conversations only after the sun goes down?  I feel bad that Dixon’s not there when the big kids climb into our bed with George and me…

On the other hand, he’s home now to load bikes on the van (between exciting moments of the world cup game 🙂 )… we’re headed to our annual Suzuki Institute.  Dixon has to stay here to work for the next few nights, but my parents are meeting us there…

Time to finish packing.  I am SOOOO looking forward to this week.

3 thoughts on “Night Shift

  1. Your parents are looking forward to it as well – at least that is what your Mom said – tee hee! They are also looking forward to celebrating their 47th wedding anniversary next week with at least part of the family. 🙂

    Enjoy your time on that beautiful campus.

  2. Teens like to talk when the sun goes down, but they’re also pretty good at opening up in the car during the day. There’s something about not looking directly at you that lets them talk.

    Have fun at Suzuki Institute! We used to do that, many years ago. I miss it…

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