Please Leave

Those are the extremely kind words I said to my sweet sister, Patti, a year ago today. Patti and some of the rest of the gang stopped by to bring us dinner and a bottle of wine the night before our big trip. As much as I appreciated them doing that I was a stressed out maniac. I was overwhelmed, weepy, and extremely anxious. When Patti asked me what they could to help us get ready I said, "Please leave." How rude was I?!?

I just really felt like we needed some time to ourselves. Time to review our list of things to pack, time to organize and reorganize our suitcases, time to let the fact soak in that the next time we came into our house there would be 3 of us! Patti quietly ushered everyone out and surprisingly still loves me. In fact, she was up at O'Dark Hundred the very next morning to take Tony and me to the airport!

Have I mentioned before how truly incredible my family is?!?

After the creepy crawlies in my last post I thought I better include a picture of our little sweetie this time!