We packed up all of Diaz's stuff (which is a lot of stuff, by the way) and jumped on a plane bound for Pittsburgh. Overall, the flight was a disaster thanks to a very tired and grouchy 20 month-old. But our time with family was great. Christmas day in Pittsburgh, and the day-after-Christmas-day in West Virginina. Many days of non-stop laughs.
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