Homeward Bound

Friday morning I hugged my sweet kids goodbye and with tears in my eyes I waved as we backed out of Nana and Pop’s driveway.  And even though I know they are in capable and trustworthy hands with both sets of grandparents and our best friends taking turns watching them this weekend, I still hate the thought of flying two time zones away from them for 4 days.

Very, very few things (or people) could motivate me to willingly part from them for a long weekend away.

This little man is one.



When we found out that my sister in law was pregnant, Scott and I knew we must find a way to get to El Paso and meet our nephew.  And yet, we knew that no new mom needed to have the entire circus crew descend upon her a mere 10 days after giving birth.  So, off we went for a weekend away (sans kids) with our nephew and his parents.

His arrival into the extended family makes our family complete.   He is every bit as cute (ok cuter) in person than in pictures.  I am so glad we came out here to spend this precious time with them.  And while I know that Karen is technically Scott’s sister, I honestly think of her as mine as well.  So, I have enjoyed this time with her and Jim.  In addition to cuddling my sweet nephew, we’ve played some Rock Band, and Dr Mario, had our first sonic, and gone out for dinner.  It’s been a great mix of relaxation, hanging out, good times, and taking in this sweet face.



I am so glad we had this time with all three of them.  Especially, since Jim will be deploying again this fall.  And saying goodbye is going to be hard since I don’t exactly when we’ll see them again.

But, 4 days is my limit for time away from the circus.  And as I board the plane in a few hours, I am glad that I am homeward bound.  Because now that I’ve already said goodbye, I just wish I was home, home where my thoughts escaping, home where the music’s playing, home where my kids lie waiting, silently for me. (ha, ha) silently for me.