They were supposed to arrive last night - a little before midnight. Fog in Chicago. I tracked their flight on line - about 45 min late - and got to the airport about 11:30. Plane arrived at 12:04. No relatives.
When I got home I checked my email. A nice message from my brother-in-law that not only were they stuck in Chicago, Cynthia had inadvertenly deleted my cell phone number.
I loved the title of his message (above). Maybe tonight they will get here.
And whoever thought of a snowman creche?
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