Sunday, March 20, 2016
This last summer we were visiting Saint George- we had had a day. Like one of those nightmare traveling stories you always hear about and hope never happens to you- after hours and hours of traveling alone with the kids- we got to granny's house. As always it was a party of fun family chaos. The girls were already in their suits and swimming before I had hugged everyone hello. Callan got changed and headed to the kitchen as I went to grab a swim diaper and put my bags in the casita. I came right back and asked where Callahan was- no one knew- I did a quick scan of the rooms around me- glanced outside at the family filled deck and after a quick headcount didn't see him- I turned to search the house- but felt like I needed to
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