The morning after Sprout came home, I peeked into his room and found him sound asleep in his comfortable bed, with the cat coiled up in the crook of his body as though he had been there all the time. The cat is glad to have him home too I guess. It's good to be doing plain old normal stuff with Sprout. Tonight it was a T-ball game. Big brother's son sure had fun showing off for Uncle Sprout.
My sister lives next door and she told me that while I was at work, she and Sprout sat on her porch talking, when a neighbor (I don't even know) from the end of the street drove past. Sprout was in his battle fatigues because he had just finished doing Hometown Recruiting for the day and the neighbor drove by a second time, slowing down in front of the house. He stopped the car and called out "hey soldier". Sprout answered "yes sir?" and the man said "thanks for your service" and waved and drove off.
It does my heart good when people do that.