Oklahoma!

We managed to get on the plane (Oklahoma bound for Brooke) with an entourage of bags,  stroller, car seat, back pack, Oaklee in her Baby Bjorn and Hatcher in his jammies.  Nothing topped his walk down the aisle unassisted to the smiles of many as we prepared for our tiring all-nighter flight.  If it wasn’t for our adrenaline at the excitement of them reuniting with Devin we would have looked and felt even worse.  The kids were awesome.  We tearfully parted at the gate and away they left for the last leg of their journey.    I spent the rest of my flight just waiting for her plane to touch down so I could have peace of mind.  A bitter sweet day indeed.

Hatcher found a friend.