January 7, 2004 - Wednesday
It's been a while since I've been on a long business trip and the change in Harry by phone is obvious. He's talked in the past, and so has Jeremy, but the conversations have been brief. He'll be anxioius to say something, but then his attention will be off to something else. However, when I called home yesterday, it was more like bedtime. Harry lingered, hemmed and hawed, clearly trying to think of a question to ask so I'd stay on the phone a little longer. When I called again this afternoon I was ready.

"Harry, is it night time there where you are?" I asked.
"Yeah," he answered.
"Well, it's still daytime here. I'm on the other side where the sun is still up," I said referencing past abstract descriptions of sunrise and sunset, night and day.
"Why are you on the other side?" That's Harry's (or any child's) way of saying, 'tell me more.' I had his interest and later overheard him talking about it with his mother while Jeremy was on the phone. I also told Harry I was standing looking at the constructure site for a monorail station. He wanted to know if I saw any trains. I told him it wasn't working yet and that they were still building it, but that there were two big cranes parked right out the window I was at. He didn't want to get off the phone.


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