Well, my children can rest easy, for their daddy has finally arrived. I told Eva yesterday that George would be coming into the harbor in the middle of the night, and at 2:00 a.m., a sleepy Eva woke up and asked me quietly, “Did Daddy come home?”
It was so sweet. It made me remember the thrill of being a young girl myself and waking up with so much joy, knowing Dad was home. She also made me smile yesterday when I came up from downstairs and found her sitting at the dining room table. She looked up and asked, “Did you find Daddy downstairs?”
Well, we found him today at the harbor unloading halibut. We talked with two of the crew, Bryan and Cole, who were sweet and cheerful, and George surprised us all by appearing with a new beard! I didn’t even recognize him! He walked toward us and I’m not kidding, I had to peer at his approach to make sure it was him. That was funny!
Here’s a pic of George and the kids. I’m not sure what they think of his new look, but this picture gives a pretty good idea. I think it looks pretty good!