And surprisingly, Santa and Mrs. Claus showed up, too. (I literally have no idea why he was there. But I think he is the real one.)
We waited and waited. Lots of people came down the airport hall, but then my beautiful daughters and handsome husband finally rounded the corner.
And their grandparents were very, very happy.
And then we grinned and descended the escalator to get their luggage. From behind the pillars came their cousin buddies. Big surprise. Big wonderful hugs and lots of laughter. I think it warmed the hearts of everyone at the luggage terminal. The Singapore toddlers reunited.