We’re half way through this tour. When I agreed to do 25 cities, neither my wife or I quite anticipated the toll it would take. Last time I did a 20-city tour for the journal, Owen was 3 and Jules was just six months old. Rough, but doable. This time, Owen is 6 and Jules is 4, and it’s just a whole different level of hard on every one of us.
This weekend we’re trying to squeeze all the time together in that we can. Owen asked me to get out my old Tascam Portastudio and teach him how to record on tape. I told him I wanted an engineering credit for my expertise, and he made me this:
Jules is just happy to have his crew back together, and spent a good part of the afternoon drawing The Three Little Pigs.
We have had great turnouts on tour and I’m grateful to everyone who’s come out. But right now I do not want to get back on a plane Tuesday morning! (Been thinking a lot about the documentary The Other F Word.)
“Daddy’s Home” …for now.