Goodbye to Savanna -

It's taken me a while to get to this post, Our last days in Savanna were a blur of activity and then the trip and then... but that will come later. For now a few words about our last days in Florida.
Amanda and Katie left on Tuesday morning. On Wednesday you had an "appointment" to get your passport. Appointment meaning that they would see you some time that day. The 11:30 time that they gave your Mom over the phone meant nothing. Your Mom and Dad spent all day with you in lines, walking you around the waiting room, slipping out to the car to feed you...until finally you were inspected, processed and your passport was in the works. Uncle Randy and I spent the day with Lluba and then met you all at Bayside around 5:00. You were a real trooper.
Thursday and Friday were a madness of last minute shopping and errands. Again, as a rule you behaved very well. You seem to be quite accustomed to your car seat now.
On Saturday Uncle Randy went off for his last day with Israel. Tia China and Tio Luis arrived from Venezuela and swept off a carload of things - two large suitcases which they eventualy carried back to Maracaibo for us and many other things which would stay in the house in Orlando. We had already sent a suitcase back to Maracaibo with Hernan. Saturday night Israel and Maria and Juan and Andreina came over for a last supper of pizzas and cokes. We were deep into marathon packing.
Sunday we tried to finish up, but didn't really. We left piles of things behind. So many things for Maria to donate to a church group, things that didn't fit anywhere which Israel brought down later, your Mom's car, boxes to be returned to storage - and the rocking chair. How I miss not having it with us.
We left for the airport in two cars - well one large truck and one car. Israel and Maria and Hilda were our faithful companions. We met up with Lluba in the airport and she carried another suitcase back for us. So we had 8 bags all together to check, plus your stroller, diaper bag, two computers and Uncle Randy's backpack filled with almonds for your baptism and M&Ms with your name on them.
Actually, after all the craziness of getting ready, things couldn't have gone much better on the trip. You behaved like a seasoned traveller, nursed during takeoff and landing and slept most of the rest of the time. Grandpa and Jim Sylvester were at the airport to meet us and get all our luggage to the house.
We set up your travel crib first thing and got you settled in.
Welcome to Maracaibo, Emma.