I have always said that one of my favorite things about going on vacation is realizing how much I love home. No, home does not consist of breezy summer air blowing the curtains in a tiny cottage by the sea. No, home does not consist of picturesque ocean view, incredible ice cream stands, boat houses, and hammocks in tall pine trees. But...home is where my family, friends, and church are! Home is where I can enjoy the misery of 100 degree days with my friends as we try to corral sweaty kids! Home is where I met Bryon and had my three children. I love home!!
It has been an extremely tiring day. I went to sleep around 11 p.m. and woke up quite a bit during the night thanks to my lovely daughter. I finally got up for good at 5 a.m. (4 o'clock home time). My aunt drove us at 6 a.m. to the bus stop. The bus took 2 hours to get to Logan airport. There, I was selected to be extra screened. I guess they think young, white mother's carrying babies look like a terror threat? Anyway, I was being frisked while holding Mary Beth!
I had a different flight than my family. My mother begged me to so that all of her children and grandchild wouldn't be on the same flight! When it came down to it though, I thought I would rather get on that flight than wait an extra 5 hours at Logan! I was the last stand by passenger allowed on and thankfully, I was able to sit next to Lauren. From there, it was a grueling 4 hour flight to DFW. Holding a very squirmy 10 month old for 4 hours should be registered as torture. She finally fell asleep for a half an hour toward the end of the flight. She did manage to provide comic relief to many of the passengers around my as she gave them all her flirty huge smile and head cocked to the side.
When we landed, the boys were waiting for me. I was so thrilled to see them!! Thomas, who is normally a Daddy's boy, couldn't keep from kissing me. When Lauren asked to hold him, he hugged me and said, "No, I want this woman!"
We dropped my brother off at his apartment and headed south to home. At this point, Mary Beth started crying and didn't stop until we got home. She was so worn out! When we finally pulled into home, I thought I would have to check myself into an insane asylum.
Bryon took the boys to the local airport to pick up his luggage and I am enjoying a few moments of peace. As I mentioned in my previous post, Bryon had to leave a day early to be in court today. Unfortunately, his flight was delayed for 8 hours due to thunderstorms! He missed the last day on the Cape for nothing! When he finally reached DFW, his connecting flight home was cancelled. He had to rent a car and drive home where he arrived at 1:30 in the morning. Ahhh, travelling!
I am looking forward to a very low key day tommorow with the kids and lots of laundry.
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