We finally flew home to Tyson the other day. Oh how we had missed that man! I'm certainly not going to complain about getting to spend a month with my family, because we had THE best time, but gosh dang if a month without my love isn't a long long time. Everett dove into his arms the second he saw him and wouldn't leave his shoulder until he absolutely had to be buckled into his car seat. I dropped our bags and we stood at the back of our car, arms around each other, just the three of us again. Gosh, I love those two boys of mine. We've been spending every second possible together since then, so I haven't unloaded a single picture from my camera or even thought of opening my laptop until now. But that's what weekends are for! Right now, there's still lots of catching up to do.