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We're in Denver and it feels good to me home. I kept asking Kendall if she liked Pensacola, and she did, but she said she likes Denver and doesn't want to move. Interesting to hear that from a water girl.

Things were uneventful. We woke up, got the shuttle to the airport, which seemed silly since the airport was like 3 city blocks from the hotel. If I had walked to the corner of the block where our hotel was, about 20 yards from the front entrance, I could see the terminal about 1/2 mile or so away. It took like 3 minutes for the driver to get us there, waiting at the light to move.

We checked in, waited our hour for the flight to arrive. Kendall wanted to buy something, of course, and kept walking to the shop nearby and coming back asking for things. I told her that she had enough stuff and she could find a container for her sea shells in Denver. She eventually wore me down to get her one "amazing" seashell for sale in the store. I told her it had to cost < $5, and she found the perfect one, wrapped it in tissue paper, and checked on it a few times during the flight home.

We landed in Atlanta, ate at Moes, and then sat for our flight. I read on the Kindle, Kendall played on her DS and listened to her iPod. It was a long, but uneventful flight. Kendall amused herself and let me read. I should have worked a bit, but I was cramped in a middle seat, and I was sure she'd want me to do something with her if I pulled out the laptop. Or she'd want to watch a movie. I lost my laptop most of the weekend so she could do that in FL already.

It was good to get home, but we were then racing around. Racing to get home and switch cars. Racing to pick up Delaney. Racing to tutoring, it was something else.

I didn't even get to run until 8:30 when we got home from running kid errands.