"I am glad to be at my house," he said, so happily. Part of the pleasure in that statement for me is that he spent a good chunk of time in woe before we left, sad to say goodbye to his "beautiful cousins".
But yes, it feels very good to be home --
Though visiting is so fun. Love it.
At Lyndi's house in St. Paul with Uncle Brent --
Schlepping across the sidewalk in his new roller skates,
Thrifted. He was so excited about them!
and a Great-Aunt and Uncle,
and a Great-Great Aunt
who couldn't wait to get home to feed the cats.