I have a friend who phrases her time away from her much traveling husband as 'how many sleeps' to go. Brilliant. So, one more sleep and we'll be home. I almost get a little choked up thinking about it. I hope Bear leaves himself time to park the car so he can meet us at the gate. We don't get back until almost 9pm, but I'm sure Rio will be fine. She's been unbelievably great. Everyone adores her. She rocks.
Loads to report. Loads! It was great seeing my sister. Sad not seeing my dad. Great seeing my step-dad and my grandmothers both remain hot tickets. Yay. So, I'm watching the ginormous television and waiting for Rio to get up so we can 'play tea set and blow bubbles'. Such fun!