My departure to Pakistan was moved up one month to May 4. We were waiting until one month to go before telling the kids. Suddenly, one month to go was upon us. So we told the kids.
Maddie seemed to be taking it well at first but then asked if I would be here for her birthday. No.
Sobbing.
Then I said to Caleb, for no real reason other than I've seen it on TV or something, "You'll be the man of the house while I'm gone, buddy."
Until then he had been aloof to Maddie's distress. Tears welled in his eyes and he fought to keep cool. "But I don't know how to been a man of the house. I'm only a five-year-old."
"Yeah, buddy, that's OK. Your job is to be a five-year-old."
"I'll be the five-year-old of the house."
Then he was fine.
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The Rawalpindi International Airport is, let's say, an adventure. The airport and I first met in May 2011, a few days after Bin Laden ...
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