My Dad is finally home from Wales. His flight was delayed 3 hours, which means his flight wasn't scheduled to land in Minneapolis until 8:30 at night, which is way past my bed time. So mom thought! he he I had to go to bed at 7:30 and just settle on seeing dad when I woke up in the morning...not fair! Mom came in to check on me right before she went to the airport and I surprised her and was still awake, although I had been extra quiet so she thought I was sleeping the last hour. I am so sneaky, but can you blame me? I just really wanted to go to the airport to see my dad AND the airplanes!
We made signs for dad around the house and threw him a little party. I think he liked it.
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