There were no real tears...maybe a little misty though.
There was one very excited little boy. One sad medium brother. One brother who wanted a cracker.
Yesterday we were talking about how his day was going to look and how long it will be before he comes home and how much I'll miss him during the day. He reassured me that, "he'll come home and still be the same ol' Reagan. So I don't worry about me mommy."