HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ZANDER!!!!!!!!!!
I drove home from Georgia today, and didn’t get home until around 4:30pm. Gene and the kids met me at the airport so that we could return the rental car, and then we went to Cracker Barrel for dinner.
While we were sitting at the table, Zander sighed quite loudly. I asked him what was wrong, and he replied, “Am I *ever* going to get to go home and open my presents?!”
Poor kid – waiting *all day* to open them was killing him! 🙂