Our son gave his Dad this T-shirt for Christmas (alluding to our glamorous lifestyle) and I laid it out for him to wear. He acted like I told him to wear a suit and tie. He said he would look like a redneck if he wore this shirt............
Fried chicken in the airport lobby didn't say redneck? Then the man had shorts and a polo shirt on and was going to wear ankle socks with loafers instead of his sneakers. Yes, I do have to dress him. No easy task, dressing this man. Most all of his shorts have chlorine stains......... on the right side above the hem and below the pocket opening. This is where he wipes his hand after he puts the chlorine in the pool. He always forgets to change before he does this task. The shirts have tractor grease or paint or grass stains.........
Fresh from a week at Disney World. It was hard to get a picture. Zara would not come to me at all, so her Daddy had to hold her. Gavin was wondering why I didn't bring his dog, Jada was posing and Maya was ready to get back on a plane that would take her home. I really wanted a picture of all of us, but Diane was holding their place in line and Adrienne was taking the picture.
Fortunately the airport wasn't too busy. They flew into the smaller terminal and this end didn't have any flights. The kids were able to burn off some energy.
Gavin checked the scales that weigh luggage while the girls tried some cartwheels and somersaults.
No, we didn't look redneck at all. We took over a couple of tables from the Starbucks cafe and had our little picnic in spite of any stares directed our way.
Baby Zara was enchanted with Papa and cried when she told him goodbye. She refused to even kiss me goodbye. Look at that face! I just want to squeeze those cheeks.
Gavin and Maya were happy to see Papa ............. he had food! We only got to spend about an hour with them and the traffic was awful to get there ....... but I wouldn't trade that time for anything. I confess that I did get a little teary as we drove away. They all kissed me goodbye and dutifully got in line to go back through security; but my Jada kept running out to give me one last hug and it was her face that I went to sleep seeing.