G-Jo and Harrison being dropped off at the airport. His backpack was packed with a PSP, a Thomas train, two books from Grammy, leftover popcorn from last night, crayons with paper, and most importantly, his Blankie.
A pre-flight lunch of McDonald's. It's become a bit of a staple for Bergman travel.
Oh, and an Auntie Anne's pretzel. That's a staple, too.
What a tired looking boy arriving in Dayton, Ohio! He can barely pull that carry-on.
He seemed to perk up a little bit once he saw GrandmaPits and Aunt Julie. Mom said she asked him, "Harrison, do you miss your Mom?" "No. I miss Gavin." "Do you miss your Dad?" "No. I miss Gavin." Brotherly love is thick! Always a good meal at Bob Evan's, right Grandma?
No Ohio summer night is complete without catching fireflies. This is one of my fondest childhood memories. So happy Harrison did this, so sad I wasn't there to watch his excitement. Thanks for the pictures, G-Jo. Keep 'em coming, it helps me feel connected.
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