Great to Be Back

We just spent a week in the Northeast. It was fun, our kids met their cousins and they seemed to like them a lot, and I reconnected with siblings I haven't seen in far too long. We also got to go skiing, and Wyatt realized his dream of building a snowman and having a snowball fight.

It was freezing, though. Literally. When our plane landed today, I was so happy to be home. Happier than I think I've been on any other trip we've taken. Not because this trip was bad, because it certainly wasn't, but because I have never before appreciated so much the niceness of living in a place where you can wear shorts in January.

Wow, it's good to be home!