Ok, so it’s not some elaborate set-up worthy of that Welcome Home tv show, but I still thought it was a neat idea when my wife Ana suggested that my 19 year old son Justin pick me up from the airport so that I could surprise my daughters by knocking on the front door. Justin recorded the event with my phone.
This is the result:
My little peanut (aka Joey) got over her confusion pretty quickly. By later that afternoon, I was getting hugs and kisses pretty much on request .. and they continue a week later. I got a couple of weeks off to get settled in. The main “event” we have planned, is lots of swimming in the back yard pool.
Til next time …