Home at last!
I forgot we even had cats, who very sweetly greeted us upon our arrival. The house looked great; it even has a Christmas tree! Of course it needed my wife's very own magic touch to make it feel like home again.
The van is unloaded, but we are far from unpacked.
We ate some yummy soup and bread that was waiting for us and uncorked a chilled bottle of bubbly. We have the best of friends looking after us.
We then proceeded to rounds of diaper changing and baths. I forgot how to turn our bath to hot water (its backwards). We've been gone such a long time, we've forgotten the little idiosyncrasies of our wonderful little house.
I got a hot shower, determined that we probably need a new towel rack and went straight to sleep without a thought or a prayer. Who knew we had so many comfy pillows? I can't overstate the luxury of laying down in my own bed after two months and letting the magic powers of sleeping babies take me with them.
Today, we remembered that our son loves our cats. There is a special giggle reserved just for petting cats.
Zelie slept in this morning, which just means she realizes that she is home too.
Mrs K. is thrilled to be home, but will be even more thrilled when everything is put away. She's done a remarkable job so far, despite both our children wanting her full attention at any given moment. Luckily for her, they think daddy is an okay pillow for up to 30 minutes at a time.
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