We are lucky to spend a few days with Waldo. He arrived almost exactly one month from when he left in September. A work related trip allowed him to route his travel itinerary to our neck of the woods. Around this time last year, Toddler S was born and she was exactly two weeks old when we both walked around the neighborhood as G attempted to land a few good treats on Halloween. How a propos that he would be here in time for G and Toddler S to make their treating rounds. God is in the details.
Besides the exhaustion of traveling for about 40 hours (19 of which he spent waiting at an airport), he looks good and is now sporting a scar. Waldo had a minor accident, which lead to his hand being cut to the bone. Thankfully, there was an American doctor that tended to this wound. My reactions were "alright, you've got your one accident out of the way, no more."
Since everyone is sleeping, except for the little bully that demanded her breakfast at 6 in the morning and who has now decided to fall asleep on her feeding chair, I'll post some pictures of the gang later in the day.
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