So today was another airport day at our house; however, this time it was Sammie leaving. This girl pines away for Utah, and since the prices were more reasonable now as compared to spring break, Tom agreed to buy her a ticket.
I initially thought it would be a nice break for a few days (without the nagging and whining girls are famous for!), but as I packed her suitcase last night, I started feeling a little clingy. As we got to the airport, apparently so did she.
I put her on the plane with tears in her eyes, and it was so sad watching the 737 taxi away. However, we both survived, and she arrived safely in Utah with Grandma, Carly and Quincy to greet her. (Let's just say her homesick feeling seems to have gone away very quickly!)
Tommy, on the other hand, will have a very strange week with no sister to torment. His routine was the same on the way home. He sat in his car seat in the back, left thumb in his mouth, blankey clutched in his right fist, and repeated every once in a while, "Bye-bye Sammie." (Sounds more like bye-bye Sa-ee). He's still saying it now we're back home.
I must admit that for the most part he was well-behaved at the airport. He didn't stray too far away, and even sat on my lap from time to time. However, all good things come to an end, right? Once Sister couldn't be seen on the jet way anymore, he took off running as fast as his little legs could carry him. I couldn't catch up with him until he wiped out, landing on his stomach and face, at the end of the jet way. I carried him back to the gate kicking and screaming, "Sammie, Sammie!" I had visions of security escorting us out of the airport, but they were all laughing about Tommy's little attempt at a security breech.
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