As we were all standing there at the airport, we see this stick-figure strolling slowly through the gate with a guitar case and suddenly realized that it was Michael! We all stood out there with the big signs and cameras rolling (we didn't embarress him at all). After we were home the excitement calmed down, it was weird to be able to talk to him in person again. But the weirdness wore off real soon (within the hour, actually). When we were home, he kept saying how cold it is, but that didn't stop him from jumping into the pool. Now that he's home, he's pretty much back into the swing of things. He's working at Sure Clean car wash, sleeping, watching movies until early morning, etc. But it's good to have him home. We all really missed him. But he'll actually be leaving in a week to go to school, so I guess we enjoy him while he's here.
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