Honeymoons are for suckers. We went on a family holiday -- Amy's long lost Make A Wish trip. In 2002 (I think), we were headed to Disney at Thanksgiving when Amy had her first ever seizure at the airport. In the meantime there have been divorces, moves, and health woes, but this last week, the stars aligned and we made our way to Miami Beach, to fulfill Amy's wish of warm salt water and lots of sisterly love.
We woke at 4:30 am, were picked up at 5:30. At 5:31, Erica locked herself out of her car -- and her ID in the car. At 6:00 we made our way to the airport. Oy. I should include a story, some text. But oy. Pictures, instead. A few now, and I'll link to the day one album soon.
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