Fast forward to Friday evening...I get a call from Greg asking if I had baby coverage on Sunday...yes, yes I did. Then he asked if I would like to fly out to Portland to watch the game with two of my most favorite guys in the world! Oh my gosh, I was psyched!!! It was a spontaneous, whirlwind trip, but I had the time of my life. I boarded a plane in Phoenix at 8 am Sunday morning and landed back in Phoenix the next morning at 10 am. I was completely exhausted but was glowing from spending a few hours with my bros and sister-in-law. Yes, it was a heartbreaking game, but Superbowl XLIII will always be a precious memory for me.
Indy showing spirit!


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It makes me all warm and fuzzy knowing that you are all so close. And Judy is my second daughter, couldn't ask for a better person to be with my son.
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