My Amazing husband

Here's a family story, a long-held tradition in the Weech family:
It started years ago, I mean YEARS ago, when we were traveling home as a family from Pima. Somewhere along the l-o-n-g road, one of the kids would ask "are we almost home?" Brad would look at the clock and give a time....2:15 or whenever it was. Then it was a game. At first, we would give him a 5 minute window either way....so, between 2:10 and 2:20 (as our example) he would be cheered. As the years progressed, we knew we needed to make it a bit more difficult because each time we came home....Brad was right on the money. So, it became a 2-minute window either way. He had to guess from anywhere along the road we picked and only had a 4-minute window to be wrong. This included traffic, stops, and the driving of whomever was at the wheel. Sometimes, it would be right as we left Grandma's house, sometimes on the reservation and sometimes closer to Globe. Wherever it was, his estimate was uncannily exact. It was the best game we played.
Still, today, he has this brilliant gift of estimating when we will arrive IN Pima or TO our garage. In all our years, I don't think I could count on one hand his "misses".
It's brilliant.
It's uncanny.
It gives him something to do.
It makes me laugh.
It makes him smile.
What a great game!