We arrived home Fourth of July Weekend. We pulled in after a full two weeks away at four in the morning (Saturday morning), exhausted. Our kids were so excited to see their beds. We unloaded the van and fell into bed, content and happy.
When we woke up (about 10:30) we spent the day doing chores. I unpacked and started laundry. My mom had come over and cleaned our house top to bottom while we were gone. However, the explosion of our "stuff" made it look a mess in no time flat. I tried to sort out and put away the stuff while Eric took care of getting the flattened tire replaced at Les Schwab (I just love them). Uncle Andy came by and got a sweet welcome from his nephew and nieces, who missed him terribly and had so much to tell them about Mississippi and Alabama.
We ran into town, returned books to the library, got groceries, and even picked up a Papa Murphy's pizza (because my husband loves me). When we got home we plunked ourselves down in front of the first Sugar Creek Gang Movie, The Swamp Robber.
We skipped church. Maybe that makes us heathens. I don't really care. I wasn't really ready to let people know we were back yet. I thought the kids might sleep in. They didn't, but it was okay because they busied themselves playing with all their toys.
Kim called and invited us for dinner and fireworks at their place later. We were thrilled to catch up with them, so of course agreed.
I helped the kids assemble their new purchases while Eric napped.
Then we went to Brian and Kim's.
If my littlest hadn't been so cranky we would have gotten more pictures, but she was demanding a lot of attention. Plus, I just got distracted looking at the great fireworks. Thanks, Brian and Kim!
Monday was my grandma's birthday. After a lazy morning we headed over to my parents' for lunch and a little party for my grandma (aka Grammy).
We had such a fabulous time with our Southern family, but it is so good to be home.