The drive home yesterday was kind of brutal. I mean, it could have been worse and we didn’t have the fifty-million poops like we did on the drive down, but Sam was so over being in the car and wasn’t shy about telling us this. It was super cute how she was so happy to be home though. She about jumped out of my arms to get onto her ladybug changing table and was clapping and bouncing. What am I saying? We all were (minus the changing table part).
Now all bags are unpacked and dog is reclaimed. It’s good to be home I gotta say. However, as always, I’m already thinking of my next trip, this time sans baby and husband. Depending on the timing the next one is either gonna be to NYC to visit a friend or a girl’s weekend in Tunica.
Sam has been a bear today. I don’t think she feels well but am not sure what’s wrong with her. Poor thing. She’s being very clingy which is cute for a while but then I’m all like “kid, I really gotta go pee”.
Ok, that is all for now. Back to football.