
The last day of our trip arrived all too quickly and before we knew it we were packing up to head home.

The kids were excited about another plane trip, and so were ready to go, back packs and rolling bags in hand, before we were.

Keeping track of them and keeping them calm proved almost impossible at the airport. They were too excited, too tired, and ready to run. Still, we made it on the plane without losing anyone or being removed by security, so we're considering it a success.

Norah and Justin took turns sitting beside me, and beside Grandma. At one point they were both with me watching a movie, the next thing I knew they were both with her. By the time we landed, they had swapped places multiple times. We received many compliments by other passengers on how well behaved they were and overall they did a really great job.

We were all thrilled to see Jeff at the airport, and both kids gave him big hugs as soon as they saw him. I was finally able to squeeze in a hug on our way to the car. It was an unforgettable, wonderful trip. It was exhausting but tremendously fun and I will be forever grateful that we were able to go. Still, it was good to be home.
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