I guess I owe Tebow an apology. Instead of nicknaming him a travel terror, I should say his was a terrific traveler. Of course we still have the flight home next week, but for now I have the glow of a mother whose children were wonderful on two flights and the extra 45 minutes we were stuck in Dallas. A passenger on the second flight even told my parents Fuller was very good. And several people commented on how good/ quiet/ cute Tebow was.

Fuller is enjoying his time in Texas, playing with different toys and anticipating Grandpa Fred’s return from work so they could play tonight. He told me earlier, “This is not a house. I thought Grandpa Fred and Vieja lived in a house, but this is not a house. This is a hotel.” I explained it is actually an apartment (and a very cute one at that), and left out the fact that the building used to be a hotel.

Tebow is still doing great things, sleeping well, eating well, and generally looking cute. He was my companion tonight when Mom and I went to dinner. He was very good, only getting fussy when it was his turn to eat.

Tomorrow I hope the weather clears up and allows us a little bit of outside time. And then maybe Fuller will remember more than going to the thrift store with Vieja.

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