On our way home, we stopped in San Antonio and saw family. When Paul jumped out the plane, he had two sets of wings in his pocket. One set of wings he gave to his Grandpa Silva. The other set of wings he gave to his Uncle Danny. These are two people that Paul holds dear to his heart among others. Paul also got a plaque that states that he dedicated his original jump wings to me. He is the sweetest guy! When we got home from our long road trip, Noah, my 5 year old neighbor wanted to give Paul a surprise party. I am so proud of Paul. (I posted a few posts tonight so make sure you keep scrolling down. I am getting tired so I will post more tomorrow!)
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