Sadly, Lauren and Brooke have to leave, but not before leaving adorable, motivational messages for Bex all over the apartment.
Bex took them to the airport and holed herself up for a quiet evening. Sarah was staying here, but getting home late. We skyped from Paris. It was one of the difficult days — conflicting feelings about wanting to be in LA but missing home and family. One of the hardest parts of independence, I think.
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Monday, January 23rd
11:30 a.m. PST Bex and I arrived to an uncharacteristically cold and rainy LA day. In the airport, we see our first celebrity: the real life Target Dog, complete with red circles around the eye! (A tweet-worthy event, this is when she decided to tweet her adventures). We were greeted at the airport by our new, dear friend Sarah Casalaro (who will be staying with Bex on the days when another guardian from Atlanta is not here — thanks, Cynthia!).
1:00 p.m. A quick Gluten-Free pizza in Burbank
2:00 p.m. We moved into our new apartment at the iconic Oakwood Toluca Hills. I went to rent a car, Bex arranged for a ride for herself into class, and it was like we never skipped a beat. Trader Joe’s was right where I’d left it. Bex was back in town.
5:00 p.m. Bex went to Pilot Camp (Mon, Wed, Thur evenings from 5-9 through mid-February). She was on cloud 9, happy to be back, embraced by all the kids at camp who knew her from the summer, and ready with a scene to perform. I don’t know how she did it.
9:00 p.m. By the time I picked her up, we were both Disney characters.