Welcome Home Baby Boy!

I didn't realize I still call my brother "baby" until I had my own baby and thought maybe I will have to stop calling him that...only because it may be confusing if they are both in a room together.  But Thomas will ALWAYS be my baby brother. Always. I couldn't be more proud of him and the way he served his mission to Michigan. Here are some pictures from the airport. So overwhelming to these poor missionaries! And when the flight is canceled, then rerouted, then early, and then actually shows up late...there's even more anticipation for the group waiting...