Notre Dame

Jeffrey hadn’t been back to Notre Dame since he graduated — nearly 14 years ago. Our little visit was like stepping through a window into his past, only with us, his family, surrounding him. So much remains the same on the campus — and so much has changed. The girls were captivated by the whole experience. And Wallace was Mr. Social.

I could have spent all day in the stacks, but Wallace was only quiet for about 36 seconds, so we had to take just a quick look around before heading back outside!

Playing outside of Papa’s dorm: Stanford Hall!

The sunny and 52-degree February day felt like the tropics to us!

Entering the basilica at night to be surrounded by hushed voices singing was absolutely magical.

But what did the girls say when I asked them to name the highlight of their visit? “Watching teens pass by outside our hotel-room window!”