I delivered #1 Son to the airport in Minneapolis at noon for his 2 p.m. flight back to New York City. It was lovely to have him home, but like all empty nesters, we also find it lovely when our guests leave and life returns to normal.
A few tidbits from Sunday's outing.
I folded his laundry before he packed.
No shortage of hubris and self-congratulatory rhetoric at his med school.
The temperature when we left on Sunday morning.
Those mittens that I said were too warm? Perfect for a Sunday morning in January.
We found this sign unaccountably amusing.
What on earth were Papa and Mama McElroy thinking
when they named their son Aristotle?
But this has to be the absolute best adopt-a-highway sign EVAH!
Way to go, pagans!