It was my birthday and we were sitting on the airplane going to Atlanta when we figured out that our oldest son would be in the same airport an hour later. We decided to meet him at customs and surprise him. It was selfish on my part for a couple of reasons. He was returning from a week in Spain visiting our Spanish "family". I was dying to hear the stories and to catch up on the Camarma news. The other thing is that when your children are old enough to have left home, any small chance to see them is worth the trouble.

He came out of customs and did not see us till his sister walked up to him and said "hola". We began to get bits and pieces of the Spain trip when we inquired what the rest of his weekend looked like. Come to Auburn with us! After checking with his roomie regarding a lax clinic he was supposed to run, he said he was free to do whatever.

Thus began one of the best weekends ever. We rented a car and drove to Auburn to see son #3 in the marching band. We ate BBQ, drank sweet tea and tailgated with a real Southern Belle. After witnessing the Tiger Walk,we watched the band march into the four corners of the street outside the stadium. There they were, bobbing up and down, raising their instruments into the air and cheering their loudest. Talk about a college with fun traditions! It was great.

It has always been important to me that my children were happy when they went away to school. I cared less about classes than relationships. We are three for four now with one to go. Son #3 is doing great. Loving the South. Being a Tiger. Son #1 is a true Spaniard at heart. Glad he can go overseas when he gets the chance. We missed spending time with Son #2 this weekend but he was off doing his own thing with his great friends from UD. At that particular time, life couldn't get a whole lot better. War Eagle!


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