THE DAY OF DJ'S ARRIVAL



To be completely honest, it started on a really low note. My dad's mom passed away. My dad flew up to Utah on Tuesday afternoon when he heard that she was going down hill. He made it there by 6 and spent the next few days at the hospital. It was a very sweet, and positive thing he got to be there with his family. She passed 8:03 am and her birthday is 8/03.
My dad arrived home at like 6pm Thursday night. He was EXHAUSTED. He probably got 5 hours of sleep the whole time he was there.






DJ wasn't scheduled to arrived til 9:15pm. Which meant we had the day to distract ourselves.

There was still quite a bit to do so that kinda helped. We needed to finish his room, grocery shop, take some clothes to the dry cleaners, do laundry, etc etc. We also did some "self treating" and got Xaviers for lunch and got our eyebrows done. We had to look good for our family pictures on Saturday (not to mention the airport pictures).

We were pretty much on the go all day. I spent the day watching DJ's flight just in case he had a delay. GUESS WHAT GUYS. THERE WAS A STUPID STORM DURING HIS LAYOVER. I was literally praying all day that he wouldn't be stuck in Jersey. That would be the worst thing ever.

The upside is, he got to call home and my mom talked to him. (I NAPPED FOR 20 MINUTES AND MISSED THE CALL). His flight EVENTUALLY left and he was scheduled to land at 12:13am.
We called all our cousins, and half were still down and half couldn't make it anymore.


The other upside is, we didn't have to get ready for the day until 9:45pm. Haha.



IT FINALLY HIT 11:00PM AND WE WERE OFF.
Janice came and stayed with sleeping Conrad. It was a big decision whether to bring a cranky baby (who wouldn't be able to sleep the rest of the night) or put off the grand introduction. Morgan definitely made the right decision to keep him at home.


We got there and anxiously waited.