Welcome home Spy Dad

Jeff's flight back home was going to get to our airport at 11:38 p.m. Saturday night. And Biscuit was overjoyed that 1. he was going to the airport, and 2. it was going to be dang-near midnight when we got there.

The airport is literally 7 minutes from our house - door-to-door.

I helped him make a welcome home sign. My boy is super smart, but the child is not artistic at all. Bless his heart.

Biscuit had a birthday party that afternoon. The weather was really nice, so all the boys played outside. And they ran and ran and ran. I was worried that he was going to be wiped out by 11:38 p.m. I asked him if he wanted to take a nap, but he said no.

I shouldn't have worried. He was so excited to get to the airport and get Jeff that he was completely wired from the time we left the house.

He had a whole story line worked out.

"Okay, Mom," he said. "We're both spies, and we have to be really sneaky when we go to the airport. We don't know which people are really coming to pick people up or if they're bad guys who will try to ruin our mission."

"What is our mission?" I asked him.

"We have to rendezvous with the asset," he said. "And everybody will think this is a welcome home sign but really, it's encoded with a secret message."

"What does the secret message say?" I asked him.

"We don't know," he said. "It's just for the asset. You know, for Spy Dad."

I was impressed with the imagination of his plan.

The welcome home sign with the secret encoded message.

Asset secured.

Jeff had a little bit of extra time one evening, so he wandered around the downtown area of Boise. He said it was a nice town, and that you can definitely tell it's a college town.

He went into a bookstore and wandered around. He came across a stuff animal of the main character in a book series Biscuit loves. So of course he had to bring it home.

He put it on top of his clothes in his suitcase. When he and Biscuit pulled his suitcase off the conveyor at baggage claim, he told Biscuit to lay it down and open it for a surprise.

Jeff was only gone five days, but it felt like a month! Biscuit and I are both glad he's back!