Home again, home again

(Please notice Jimmy in each of these pictures. Everyone else, even the two year old, cooperated. Do you see what I have to contend with?)

Last night, as a last hoorah, we went to the Flying W Ranch. We dined on delicious steak, brisket, and ribs and were entertained by the Flying W Wranglers who were performing their first Christmas show of the year.

We got up early this morning and made our way to Denver for our flight back to Texas. All did not go as planned.

Without boring you with a multitude of details, I will say that there was a snag at security. The kids, Granna and I ended up getting on our flight while Jimmy and Pawpaw had to catch a later one; the next plane to Texas on our airline was many hours later.

The limo was awaiting us and as we pulled out of DFW airport, Jimmy called us saying that he and Pawpaw were taxing down the runway right behind us and we should come back and get them. Suffice it to say that the "squeaky wheel" finagled another flight on another airline thirty minutes behind ours.

The kids, Granna and I dined on Goldfish crackers for lunch on our flight while Jimmy and Pawpaw had roasted cashews, salad, chicken and chocolate chip cookies on their flight in first class. I told them I suspected foul play as I had all the kids and no lunch in coach while they were childless, living it up in first class. Hmmmmm...makes you wonder.

Anyway, as soon as we got home, Jimmy repacked his suitcase, went back to the airport and is en route to Alaska right now. After several other stops, he will be home late Friday night only to leave again on Sunday.

The rest of us are having a hard time keeping our eyes open. Even Hayden told me tonight that he just wants to stay at home tomorrow and rest. I guarantee you he will be up by his usual 5:45am.