A week ago my brother called to say he had a layover on Tuesday in Philadelphia for a few hours and would I like to eat lunch with him. I said Mom and Dad would be visiting, so could I bring them? Sure.
So we're sitting at the restaurant at PHL and in walks Tom in his dashing uniform, pushing a stroller. Jen and Travis had decided to come along, too! I hadn't seen Trav since he was a month old (3 months ago), so he looks so big and is very good at smiling and likes to blow bubbles. We had a nice lunch and sent them on their way back to Cincinnati. Ah, the life of pilots.
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