When I was a little girl, I was so bad at saying goodbye. We would leave our cousin's house to travel home and I would cry and cry and cry. Who am I kidding? I am still very bad at it.
This seems to be one of the many traits that I have passed on to my boys. The Woolstenhulme cousins left to fly home from the airport in New Jersey and the Metzger boys were just so very sad. Notice the sad eyes.
Thanks again for coming. It was so great to spend time with you.
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