In the early afternoon, we drove around town dropping off cards and returning food dishes. We ate lunch at Dick's Pizza in Mexico. Back at home, the boys played pass with a baseball, slung a frisbee, and made the long 2-minute walk over to Aunt Connie's and Uncle Ben's to say farewell. Is it ever easy to say good-bye to people who have cared for you so completely for nearly a year?
Each year that I host, I ask the boys what they want for their last meal. Most times it's Mac-&-Cheese mixed with beef. It's an American staple and the quintessential comfort food. Later in the evening we watched an Adam Sandler movie called The Cobbler and the last 9 minutes of the Stanley Cup--Chicago won. I went to bed and the boys continued their marathon watching of The Office.
This morning, for the last time, I'll wake up the boys to prepare for the 80-minute drive to Portland. We'll take a final "family picture" here at home. I hope Bailey will cooperate.