Welcome Home, BrownBear!!

Never has a mother been more relieved than this one when I saw her head appear as she rode up the escalator at Hartsfield this morning. BrownBear burst into tears when PrepGirl hugged her. She was exhausted and just glad to be home. She had been awake since 4:30 Saturday morning. She'd hung out at the equator before making the mad dash home. She didn't get to sleep on the plane at all. And it was a LONG flight.

And we're just glad she's back home.

What an adventure.

Right now, though, she's crashed on my bed. I just like to go and look at her.