Today I'm driving the Texas grandkids to the airport in Panama City, Florida, for their flight home to Dallas, Texas. Neither of have them have ever flown unaccompanied, and there are some jitters. Not on their parts, mind you, but underneath this calm exterior I'm going a little nuts.
We've had a good time these past two weeks spoiling these kiddos. Doright Manor will be awfully quiet once they leave. 
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
Doing the best I can with what I have
kind of sad, but not so bad with cheese. cheese not provided.
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I’d keep them! they are too cute to put on the plane 🛫
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The oldest has a big party to attend on Saturday. I doubt she’d allow me to keep her. Now Jackson would stay.
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Well that is 50%
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Fingers crossed
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They had an uneventful flight and are safe at home. Thanks for the positive vibes!
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You will miss them xxxxx
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I do!
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Hope you see them again soon xxxxxxx
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