We've made it home. Suitcases are unpacked, our fridge is empty, and our hearts are full. We spent four wonderful days filled with conversation, laughs, and the sound of little girls playing (more about our trip later). It was great though. We fled the damp and dreary Sacramento weather and indulged in sunny skies, cool breezes, and the occasional feeling that our sweaters weren't necessary. And after our days spent sharing thoughts about life and parenthood and faith, we jumped back on a plane and headed back to our little home. Doesn't Lola look so big now?!?! She travels in style with her little Hello Kitty backpack.
It feels good to be home. Familiar. Comforting. My heart and mind feel rested and rejuvinated. I'm anxious to get out of vacation mode and jump back into our routine of park dates, sidewalk chalk, grocery shopping, long naps, late morning walks, and upping the ante on our Spring decor. I'm anxious for warmer weather, bubbles, the way Lo's little toes sit so nicely in sandals, and ripe slices of watermelon. I'm anxious to dive back into a world of blogging, documenting, and recording. It's going to be a good week!
Hello Sacramento! It's wonderful to see you!