And what do Bob's grandchildren have to say about all this? Below is a snippet from tonight's dinner conversation with Baxter (age 6) and Lyle (age 2) following some discussion about next week's surgery and my trip to California to be there for it. Here is what the younger set out in Chicago have to say:
Lyle: Papa go to the doctor. Mommy go, too. Lyle miss you, Lyle be sad. Lyle say "boo hoo".
Jordan: I'll miss you too, Sweetie, but then I'll come back soon.
Lyle (brightly): Papa go in ambulance to see doctor!
Baxter (with complete scorn, suddenly knowing it all because he just learned that people can actually get stitches inside their bodies): No, Lyle! Of course he won't go in an ambulance.
Lyle: Oh. (Trying again) Papa walking to the doctor!
Jordan: No, Papa will go in the car with Nana. And I'll be there, too.
Lyle: Lyle miss you, Lyle sad. Lyle say "boo hoo"! (And here it all begins again!)
I guess we are all processing this in our own way - some of us more concretely than others.
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