You're My Coliseum!

You're My Coliseum!
Climbing the coliseum.

Yessa is having a fantastic time on her trip, and last night a little bit of homesickness got her. It catches you unawares when you are having a good time.

Buds and I were chatting with her and she said, "People here walk by the Coliseum every day and don't notice it. But then those of us who don't see it all the time come and ooh and ahh at it. That's how it is with you two. You're my coliseum."

And a new family phrase is born.

"You're my coliseum."

Higher praise could not be given.

We miss you, kiddo. Keep having a great time and come home soon.