We’re on the plane now. It happened. We visited my family again and did it fairly sucessfully.
Today was a wrap up day after the wrap party. I got of sleep till 8:30am. That was probably the best 12th anniversary gift I could have gotten. Bob actually ground his coffee beans outside so I wouldn’t wake up.
Steph’s household kept up it’s schedule of games with the M’s going here and yonder. It was also a day of blessed conversations. My perrenial complaint as a mother is I can’t finish a thought. I’m very distractable by personality. Adding my kids to the mix means I am a challenged conversationalist. Since this whole visit was about, well, visiting, this problem frustrated me.
Today, the kids didn’t arrive till 10am. I talked to Mitch about being a doctor. I got to walk outside with Mia, Mason, and Steph. It was a lovely 20 minutes.
I’m not sure how the babysitting crew faired. Mom looked a little wild-eyed when she dropped off the kids. We got no thoughts about TS3 in 2010. I quizzed Sara at the airport and she didn’t give me any sense of what calamity had happened. Laura is definitely clingy this morning. I think it’s been a long confusing trip for her. Regardless, I will take the gift I’ve been given.
A dark spot has been Wayne’s sinus infection. He’s been miserable the entire trip and just pushing along. He’s been such a good sport for how bad he’s felt.