Home Sweet Home

We arrived home last night after yet another week away.   The past three months of our lives make us look like professional travelers.

I walked in the door and put Baby Bear down at the living room threshold. 

Then, I turned around to bring our bags in from outside the door.  

By the time I had brought the bags in, Baby Bear was no where to be seen. 

I found him around the corner in the kitchen.

He had crawled over to the refrigerator to play with his alphabet magnets.  

I guess I am not the only one who is glad to be home.

Last night, as we kissed G-Bear goodnight, T said, 

"G-Bear, ask mommy where you guys are going tomorrow."

"Where are we going tomorrow, Mommy?"  She asked.

"Nowhere," I replied.

Ahhhhh.  There is nothing like the blissfulness of a day at home.