About 2 AM my front door opened. I heard feet running to disarm the alarm and heard, “Mom it’me”. His mother had decided to come and be with her baby. For the next hour I gave a blow by blow description of “our” day. Then his dad who had decided to continue the class reunion activities calls to see if they are both okay. She relayed the daily activities to him, and finally we went to bed. Now moms resting at about 10:40 AM and Joey and Honey are up and going. Honey is enoying the moment because “thisis(my)yourbestyear”.
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