I Miss Home

Uh oh.

Chris and I went to Vegas this last weekend. Connor and Christian stayed with my parents in San Jose.

When I got back, Connor told me he missed home.

Um. Home?  (Did he miss the fact that we are homeless?)

(Me, Playing it Cool)  What do you mean, buddy?

I want to go home. With you and dad and Christian.

To what house? We don’t have a house, remember?

I just want to go to where we are staying. Us.

Oh. Okay.

Us is now home.

The four of us are “home” when the four of us are together.

Connor likes it when we are in our routine as a family.

He doesn’t miss a bed or a couch or an address. His misses us together doing our daily thing.

Oh. And his XBOX.  I think home is also where his XBOX  is.

 

****We have two more weeks until we officially hit the road. We are spending the next weekend at Sea Ranch on the coast of west Cali. We come back to El Dorado Hills for Christian’s soccer tournament, and then we head out to Mammoth and Yosemite.  Many more pictures and posts to come…