The boys made it home safely on Tuesday night.
I told Tyler I had seen a picture of him holding baby Jillian.
He said, "I held her more than one time. I had lots of practice for holding my new sister."
He paused, as though it had dawned on him, "I forgot...you're pregnant!"
He also, apparently, bonded with his Daddy on this trip. The other night, I hollered at Wayne to come upstairs.
Tyler looked at me and said, "Don't yell at Daddy. That's my Daddy. Be nice to him. He is the best Daddy in the whole United States of America." :)
They had a great time. I am thankful that they could join in this special family time! And I'm also happy to hear that Jillian (and her parents) continue to do very well.