We wanted to put a big bow on her car- we were thinking of something like this.

What she got was this. All of my mom's Christmas bows- not quite the look we were going for but much more funny.
In true Daun fashion- we were late picking her up! Can you believe it after 18 months of waiting for her to get home from France we are running behind. My mom and dad never told us the flight number either so we were sweating it while we were speeding to the airport. As we pulled into the airport my dad called- great. We told him we weren't there yet and to not come down until we called him. Apparently they came straight from France so they weren't even at the baggage claim we thought they would be at- they were at the International Terminal. So we had to go and round up Shelley's friends and get all situtated before my dad would let Shelley come through the little divide. But it all ended well- I cried like a baby when I saw her- heck I started to cry when my mom and dad walked out first. She hugged everyone -I got four pictures and my camera died- story of my life.
















