The time came... the sad sad time... for us to head back to the cold. And cold it was.
We made it to the airport, perfect timing. We had an hour to kill and enjoyed some late fruit smoothies.
I was hoping we might sleep on the ride home, but no such luck. Everyone was WIRED. We used the bathroom and it was the funniest thing on earth seeing how the loud noise of the flush terrified Ella, and really, me too.
We don't want to go home!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And yet, your own bed is pretty nice.
Papa, you are the best. Really, truly. What would we ever do without your generosity and kindness.
Memories. Happiness. You are the maker.
Thanks a billion times over dad.
Eternity looks good when I know I'm sealed to such thoughtful and loving family.
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