We returned our little guy back to his foster mom on Friday. Of course, we are lucky enough to feel confident that he is in good care but of course we would rather have him home with us.
Apparently, there was a problem with the comments but that has been corrected.
And we found out that Ricky's Dad locked my keys in the car. He drove us to the airport in my car. But all was straightened out before we got home. He found a spare car key in our house. I repeated that over in my head about 100 times because I swear I didn't have a spare car key. If I did, I certainly wouldn't know where to find it. But he found it. In my house. How? I am completely baffled.
We took about 225 pictures of Gavin and Tristan. Must share more.
