Absolutely fabulous. My plane arrived about thirty minutes prior to its scheduled arrival, so I was actually waiting on D and Chris when they walked through the sliding doors. A reverse surprise of sorts, you might say. In all honesty, D looked a little puzzled when he first saw me. Could have been the fact that I was bawling, but whatever the reason, he warmed up pretty quickly (thank goodness, or who knows what kind of flooding I could have caused?). This summer was incredibly emotional and difficult, despite the beautiful location and fabulous people I met along the way. But I am happy to say that it is over now, and I am so so SO happy to be home with my two fellas. And a shout out to my husband, the rock star - the house was cleaner than I've ever seen it, D is healthy and thriving, and the cats are still alive. Success!
Oh, and in case anyone is wondering, that is not some fancy-schmancy photography trick in photo-op number one. Indeed, it is my sad duty to report that our camera is at last kicking the bucket. And in its place I hope to obtain a super-fly, super-duper DSLR camera. Suggestions, anyone?
Hanging Out Aunt Boolie StyleAunt Boolie gave us this cute little doggy cap before we traveled to Ethiopia. And I swear, the kid has worn it. But Aunt Boolie insists that the only time he actually donned the cap was to take the following photo:
So, in an attempt to remedy the apparent "situation," here is D again sporting the oh, so charming puppy hat - a tad tight, but I think he still pulls it off quite nicely.
This kid seriously digs his music. In fact, whenever we turn on his stereo, D zooms right over and begins to jam. Today I tried out swing music for the first time. I will forever regret that my camera wasn't immediately accessible. D started shrieking with joy and dancing while still on all fours. I think swing dance lessons are definitely in our future.
What the . . . ?
I made this bowl of cereal on Tuesday morning. It used to be Raisin Bran. Then the phone rang, the plumbers knocked on the door, and D woke up. By the time I got back to it, my lovely bowl of Raisin Bran looked like bloated brown bodies wallowing in a pit of slime. Yeah, it was that disgusting. But this is just one example of how extremely hectic life has been since my return to The Bend.
"Oscar the Grouch" or "Kermit the Frog"?
I think you have to enlarge these photos to truly appreciate just how green his eyebrows really were. Today was not a good day for our little Squirticus. Not sure if it's a looming ear infection, allergies, or just plain tiredness, but D was not his normal sunny self. This translated into a lot of eye rubbing, ear pulling, and slapping at the spoonfuls of green peas coming his way, ultimately leading to the greenish monster you see pictured above. But I think he looks pretty sweet in green, don't you?