Last day

Tomorrow morning around 8 a.m. we take Paul to the airport.

He has spent most of the day packing and sorting through things. We got the last few things on his list, one which was a certain kind of insect repellant that is available only at a few places.

Last night we had a collective near-heart-attack moment when Paul couldn't find his passport. Katie had wanted to look at it before she left for the airport, but it wasn't in all the places we thought it could be. My stomach was churning as I helped Paul search. Jim said he hadn't even seen it since we got it in the mail with Paul's travel plans. But he thought he would check his truck anyway, even though he KNEW it wasn't going to be there. And yet it was, in a manila envelope under some other papers. It's a good thing Katie asked to see it, otherwise we all would have assumed it was where it needed to be, and then tomorrow morning would have been even more hectic, scary, and panicky, with possible tears.

Yesterday was going-home day for Granddaddy and Katie. Before they left, I made people sit down for pictures.

And here the pictures are:

Paul and Granddaddy

Hayley, Matt, Paul, Granddaddy, and Katie

Jim and his dad

 

I made the kids pose nicely. But I was sad that EJ was not in the picture with them. Well, he kind of is, but he needed to be brought forward.

Much better. Now EJ looks like he is a part of the group.

I didn't make them pose. I knew they wouldn't settle for just nice posed pictures. Notice Paul's face. It looks like he's beginning to get sick. And Katie is "picking" EJ's nose.

Paul continues to look increasingly uncomfortable. Katie has moved on to covering EJ's face completely.

Matt reaches for the sky, Paul looks REALLY sick, and Hayley is derping.

Yep, them's my kids.