So I got Reed home and let him sleep until 8:00 p.m. Sunday. Then I fed him pancakes (which Ericka and I had for brunch at 4:00 or so). We set off to get him home about 9:00 p.m. Everyone seemed to think that this would be a bit of a burden for me, that the drive would be kind of a drag.
It was no such thing. It's 90 miles one way. A person could do that in a little under an hour if they were so inclined. I'm currently doing my part to fight terrorism by driving the speed limit so it took about 90 minutes (including a stop for gas). That's quite an easy drive, all things considered. (My parents live 300 miles away and I'll make that drive for weekend visit, when I'm so inclined.)
So the next time we want a Reed 'round these parts for something cool, people should let me know ahead of time. Setting aside a few hours to zip down and pick him up would be easy and enjoyable (assuming I have said time and like that).