I was dry eye and blase, Rolf was sentimental and Mark was befuddled with all of the airline rules and regulations for 12 year olds traveling alone vs people under 12 traveling alone.
I suppose I am a terrible person, or mother because I don't need my children with me constantly, I don't miss them terribly, if I know they are having fun, and are safely ensconced with someone that will wait on them hand and foot and drag them hither and yon in search of fun and excitement.
I am happy they are happy, rather than hanging around here while I work long hours and snap at them for leaving towels on the floor.
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| Freyja on her way to the airport |
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| Maxwell with his newly cut hair and giant backpack |
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| Freyja saying a dramatic goodbye to Rolf's girlfriend's dog |
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