First of all, we had to get up early for my boy's ceremony. VERY early. For those that don't know my girl--this is a nearly impossible scenario. Extreme wake up calls in my house means banging pots and water being poured over her head.
Get this, she actually did wake up on time. And the girl was ready to catch the shuttle to the base without me yelling. Amazing.
Here they are together. They almost look happy to see each other.
But as you can see they were back to their normal brother/sister behavior in no time.
You all can feel the love between them, right?
We took the boy out to eat. Thankfully we weren't in a rush because the restraurant took forever with our food. We stayed there until they brought us the check without even asking if we wanted any dessert.
Huh, maybe we got a little loud but it wasn't that bad. Honest.
I hated having to say good-bye to the boy. One day is not enough. Yeah, I know, he'll be home for Christmas break. So that's not bad.
And maybe my love will be home by then. I can hope.
Girl and I flew from Chicago back to Denver, where we stayed downtown for a couple of days.
I am so not a city girl. I mean, I don't mind passing through or going shopping for few hours, but staying downtown for several days was...shudder...painful.
The things I do for my daughter.
Okay, really she wanted NYC and a broadway show. I'm working my way up to something like that. Baby steps.
Hm...blogger didn't upload all the pictures in the tray on Picasa. I might have to use Facebook for all of them.