We got up and went for breakfast at IHOP. The Boy’s choice. Of course The Girl wanted Waffle House. I wonder if she will still want it next week when it is hr turn to choose?
The Girl was actually upset that she didn’t get to go to the airport with us. It was easier since I had to get a pass to go through security to wait with him at the gate.
I asked The Boy if he felt like trying the flight on his own so he wouldn’t be an ‘Unaccompanied Minor’ – I though he was going to feel like he was too old for it, especially when he has done the trip so many times.
Nope – he has got the gate stuff down pat and, but he didn’t want to clear customs on his own. Fair enough.
He got his feed of chicken nuggets and some Auntie Anne pretzel sticks while we were waiting. Tradition.
When he got called up for his pre-board he actually gave me a real hug. I am going to miss the little guy, especially since I know that he would rather be hanging out with us. Oh well – he will at least get to spend a bit of time with his friends before we get home.
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