Best Part of the Day - Walked around Boston for a couple hours prior to my flight. Then had another excellent flying day - no one in my row, ten minutes early and bag waiting for me. My dad picked me up and we were off to home. Hugs to the boyz!! My parents seemed calm and well rested and happy, happy, joy, joy. They didn't complain about ANYthing and only said how much fun it had all been.
Worst Part of the Day - Mama tired and ready to get back to my (somewhat) healthy lifestyle. My bed is acallin' my name.
the Boyz - When I walked in, Wes practically jumped into my arms. He kept looking at me as if to check if it was really me and then hugging me tight. Quinn took one look at me and said "but I don't WANT GiGi to leave!!" I missed you too, buddy :)
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