I’m home! I made it. I’m here.
The trip back to Boise went pretty well.
Joseph only cried twice:
Once when I briefly put away the M&Ms for landing,
And once when he saw an Arab man with a turban standing next to us.
But, then he laughed and laughed at the turban-man,
so maybe it’s even.
I have much to share with you-
pictures, a new sleep plan for Joseph, Thursday’s Culinary Adventure…
but Brian is out of undershirts,
I have bags to unpack,
and I just found a sippy cup full of milk that has been sitting out since we left.
So, duty calls.