HOME AGAIN, HOME AGAIN...

...jiggity, jig!

Hubby is home, Hubby. Is. Home!  Did we dance a jig?  Just about.

Our week has been filled with stories of Africa and letting Daddy nap to recover from his jet lag.  The 8 hour time difference takes its toll.

Our original plan had been to spend some quality family time at a nearby campground for the first several days he was home.  We lasted a whole 3 hours before the tornade threats started.  Boooo!  We decided better safe than sorry, packed up the camper as quickly as we could and headed home.  We did enjoy quiet days at home, but it's not the same as enjoying them in the outdoors.  Ah well, what can you do.  We are just glad to have him home!