We are officially back from our long, full, wonderful trip to Buffalo. It was awesome to see friends and family and get a little taste of home. Thank you Mom & Dad for letting us descend on your homes and create mess and noise and general chaos. Thank you friends for hosting us and feeding us and bringing people together so that we could do more visiting and less running to and fro. It was awesome.
I only hope Bo can stay longer next time. We missed each other like mad and MJ said yesterday on our journey back to Nebraska that he didn't remember daddy. I assured him that he would recognize him in the airport as soon as he saw him...and he did, of course. I have a renewed appreciation for those women who are separated from their husbands who travel for work or the military or whatever takes them away. For boys especially, I think it's important to have regular wrestling time with dad...someone who can take them down a few pegs and remind them that they are little. MJ got a little too big for his britches a few times and I was really missing Bo's size and authority in the situation. I just think there's something about a dad that boys have to have.
OK, it's back to real life. I've got to get the bags unpacked and laundry started and assess the bare fridge situation. It was nice to have a break from my normal "duties," but I'm ready for the routine again.
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