Hilton Garden Inn Dallas/Allen
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... her. I would imagine so - that is all she knew until she entered our lives, and who would not miss such a spunky little girl.
The pictures are such a treasure. There are no captions or dates - we can only assume when they are from and what was going on at the time. We are so thankful for these pictures! ...
... he insisted he give her half of his pound cake - she of course loved it), and danced around in her tutu from Auntie Kelly.
On Sunday, we went to have lunch at Nana's, where Addy met some more cousins. So sweet to see them play together. She did so well! Yesterday, we decided to try playing in the kiddie pool. We put her in her little bathing suit and dropped her in. Tears! Oh no! We were certain she would instantly love it ...
Our first stop on the road to South America was an overnight in Dallas, Texas on Spencer's B-day. So, I scouted out a famous BBQ place that was close to the airport and our hotel - Hard Eight Texas BBQ was it! We ordered a tray of meat - seriously. We chose a sampler tray of different meat including; beef brisket, chicken jalapeno poppers, spicy sausage, and some beef skewers plus we added corn on the cobb. Everyone's favorite was the beef ...
... lovely flight attendants, Ginny and Jenny. Now I really want to believe it is because of my Platinum Frequent Flyer status (that's right I am not afraid to remind you all of it every now and then) but in fact it was because Stafford's mate Jai, who was in fact working on our plane earlier that day, hooked us up with Ginny & Jenny.
So I should back up a bit. A few days before we ever fly Stafford goes into what we call flight ...
... and siblings along, saying I’m staying until at least Christmas and they won’t see me before then, if at all. My sister’s were bummed that I would miss Thanksgiving, and my mom almost gave up the idea of seeing me before the holidays in light of my extended absence and the kind of forced detachment it’s caused her to evolve. All along though, I’ve been playing a sly game, with my tickets booked months ...