substitute to what I’d rather be doing. Each have an arm around their wives, each kissing her cheek after they hurl an insult at the other. Those two are more alike than they’ll ever admit.
Patti sits on Scott’s lap. Every so often he looks over at me, rolls his eyes, and shakes his head at Trey and Hunt’s dialogue. Scott’s been quieter than usual. I did ask if he was ok. He confided that this whole Paula situation has him and Patti unhinged. They’ve also grown very fond of her and her son.
What surprised me the most was Trey’s reaction to Shane. He admitted he’s had thoughts of what it would be like to adopt him. My mouth hanging open in shock was enough for Trey to change the subject. I wouldn’t let him. After my prodding, he reluctantly said he briefly thought about it. He hasn’t mentioned it to Tara. He doesn’t want to upset her. She would get her hopes up and he couldn’t promise it would actually happen. Not because Paula wouldn’t agree, more because Trey is simply not ready. He did ask that if we became guardians to Shane, if he and Tara could please spend time with him.
His request was as surprising as his admission. He maintains that he has too many of his own issues he’s still battling with. He cannot consciously agree to care for a child, any child, when he isn’t at peace with his own life yet. He does crave spending time with Shane. Although the idea of being a parent is completely foreign to him, he recognizes the need to be near him, to get to know him.
He’s getting there. This Trey is very different than the Trey of a few years ago. Tara is the single most important thing to him. Having her by his side is making his soul-searching journey a bit easier. He does still have a long way to go. I hope he gets there sooner or later. He’s an amazing man and deserves every ounce of happiness he can squeeze out of life. He has many horrific years to make up for.
To be honest, I thought that one of my crew would have become parents by now. My money was on Scott and Patti. I’m guessing, once we get home, Patti or Mandi will be popping them out as soon as they can. I had planned on getting Leila on board with having a third once this tour was over. Now that we may possibly be adding Shane to our family, it wouldn’t be fair to him to bring a baby in as well. I’ll wait. Leila’s young and she knows I want at least a few more. She just rolls her eyes, but she can’t fool me. She loves being a mom and admitted that I’ve become even sexier when I became a dad.
Having kids hasn’t changed our lives much…yet. Ask me again when they’re driving. At the moment, I can handle adding a few more to our brood. Besides, trying to get her pregnant is something I’m very much looking forward to. It’s not because I’m lacking for sex. Leila got pregnant with the twins without trying. My inner caveman can’t wait to purposely knock her up. As I watch her walk across the beach to our circle, the thought of getting my woman pregnant brings with it a raging hard-on.
“What did I miss?” she asks, taking a seat beside me.
“Hunter and Trey are arguing about who can go longer.”
“Ewww,” she scrunches her nose.
“Get your mind out of the gutter, Little Lair. We’re talking about playing our instruments,” Trey clarifies, although not too well.
“Ewww,” my wife repeats.
“Bass versus drums,” I spell it out for her.
She bites her lip and shrugs. “Oh.”
“You’re so adorable.” She smiles and takes my hand. “Did you make your calls?”
“Your sister is miserable. She and the baby have a really bad cold and with Evan being away, she is very cranky.”
“She’ll live.”
Leila shakes her head at my compassion. “Everyone else is great. They send their love and can’t wait to see us. Tomorrow I’ll call Evan and Lori to get the scoop on how their tour is going.”
“The reviews have been great.”
She nods, “I know. Dad and Barb saw them in Philly and
Patti sits on Scott’s lap. Every so often he looks over at me, rolls his eyes, and shakes his head at Trey and Hunt’s dialogue. Scott’s been quieter than usual. I did ask if he was ok. He confided that this whole Paula situation has him and Patti unhinged. They’ve also grown very fond of her and her son.
What surprised me the most was Trey’s reaction to Shane. He admitted he’s had thoughts of what it would be like to adopt him. My mouth hanging open in shock was enough for Trey to change the subject. I wouldn’t let him. After my prodding, he reluctantly said he briefly thought about it. He hasn’t mentioned it to Tara. He doesn’t want to upset her. She would get her hopes up and he couldn’t promise it would actually happen. Not because Paula wouldn’t agree, more because Trey is simply not ready. He did ask that if we became guardians to Shane, if he and Tara could please spend time with him.
His request was as surprising as his admission. He maintains that he has too many of his own issues he’s still battling with. He cannot consciously agree to care for a child, any child, when he isn’t at peace with his own life yet. He does crave spending time with Shane. Although the idea of being a parent is completely foreign to him, he recognizes the need to be near him, to get to know him.
He’s getting there. This Trey is very different than the Trey of a few years ago. Tara is the single most important thing to him. Having her by his side is making his soul-searching journey a bit easier. He does still have a long way to go. I hope he gets there sooner or later. He’s an amazing man and deserves every ounce of happiness he can squeeze out of life. He has many horrific years to make up for.
To be honest, I thought that one of my crew would have become parents by now. My money was on Scott and Patti. I’m guessing, once we get home, Patti or Mandi will be popping them out as soon as they can. I had planned on getting Leila on board with having a third once this tour was over. Now that we may possibly be adding Shane to our family, it wouldn’t be fair to him to bring a baby in as well. I’ll wait. Leila’s young and she knows I want at least a few more. She just rolls her eyes, but she can’t fool me. She loves being a mom and admitted that I’ve become even sexier when I became a dad.
Having kids hasn’t changed our lives much…yet. Ask me again when they’re driving. At the moment, I can handle adding a few more to our brood. Besides, trying to get her pregnant is something I’m very much looking forward to. It’s not because I’m lacking for sex. Leila got pregnant with the twins without trying. My inner caveman can’t wait to purposely knock her up. As I watch her walk across the beach to our circle, the thought of getting my woman pregnant brings with it a raging hard-on.
“What did I miss?” she asks, taking a seat beside me.
“Hunter and Trey are arguing about who can go longer.”
“Ewww,” she scrunches her nose.
“Get your mind out of the gutter, Little Lair. We’re talking about playing our instruments,” Trey clarifies, although not too well.
“Ewww,” my wife repeats.
“Bass versus drums,” I spell it out for her.
She bites her lip and shrugs. “Oh.”
“You’re so adorable.” She smiles and takes my hand. “Did you make your calls?”
“Your sister is miserable. She and the baby have a really bad cold and with Evan being away, she is very cranky.”
“She’ll live.”
Leila shakes her head at my compassion. “Everyone else is great. They send their love and can’t wait to see us. Tomorrow I’ll call Evan and Lori to get the scoop on how their tour is going.”
“The reviews have been great.”
She nods, “I know. Dad and Barb saw them in Philly and
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