brigid | You’re not my dad!

Nesko worked, no joke, something like 60 or 70 hours this week (he had one “shift” that lasted well over 30 hours, because of the blizzard) and today wasn’t any respite. He did some electrical work for his dad, and then spent several hours shoveling snow in his winter get-up, which includes big gloves, the big yellow coat he wears all winter, and a masked hat that hides all of his face except for his eyes. He called me to tell me to get Niko ready to go to my in-laws, and I did, and just as Niko was all shod and coated up, Nesko came in the back door.

Niko screamed.

“Nah! Nah tata! Naaaah! Nah tata!”

And then he ran and hid behind me.

Nesko flipped his face mask (which keeps his nostrils from freezing together AND keeps his glasses from fogging up) out of the way, revealing his face, and Niko recognized him again. Yay! He ran over to Nesko and gave him a big hug and off they went to Baba’s, Niko narrating the whole way what was going on. “Bye bye! Baba! brrrrm beep beep! Car! bye bye car! Baba! brm brm baba!”