home again, home again...

...jiggity jig. 

After three and a half weeks in Utah, we packed our bags {more like we jammed them full and had to sit and jump on them to make the zippers zip} and flew our family of four home. It was nice to be all together, in our own beds, for the first time in months. 

We may or may not have looked like a traveling circus at the airport, but I was just grateful to have an extra set of hands. And Leah was grateful we bought her a travel pillow in Utah for comfort on the plane.

Home. Sweet. Home.