Well Munchie and I made it home.

All I can say is that kid is a trooper. We got to the airport 2 hours early only to find out my flight was delayed an hour and a half. Yes, that’s right, Leina and I cruised the airport for over three hours before our plane even arrived. Then add a two hour flight and you have a very grumpy kid. The flight was full so I didn’t have a seat for her and had to keep her on my lap the whole time. Well, not the whole time. I found that the food tray from the seat in front of me was the perfect place to put an eight month old baby. She sat on that tray, feet dangling down, watching every one and every thing. I was even brave enough to feed her some baby food which was quite amusing to the passengers around me. Lets just say turbulence and sweet potatoes don’t mix well together.

But it was all worth it when Kevin greeted us upon arrive. It was like a scene from a movie. The eyes locked, a big goofy grin, and he ran towards us with open arms. I was left hanging for about 10 minutes while he showered Munchie with long overdue dada kisses but I didn’t mind. I knew I was going to take second fiddle!

Leina was very excited to find that the dumb dog and annoying cats were still here. Artie was even more excited when he found her eating a meat stick. Lets just say you don’t need a washcloth to wipe up her face and hands when she’s done eating here. Artie is all over that job. I think she remebers this place pretty well because she is settling in so quickly. Thankfully the weather has held so Leina and Kevin have been doing lots of strolls together. He sure is happy to have her back.