Jiggity Jig

Yes, we are indeed home again, thank the deities of traveling with small children.

Yesterday's journey back was . . . well, it wasn't the best day I've ever had. Could've been worse, though, in that we did actually make it back, about 11 p.m. Which means that everyone is now still sleeping at 7:20 a.m. Alleluia. Let's hope that continues for a good long time.

Anyway.

We had a wonderful time in Tucson. There was much family, much sun (though it was blessedly rainy and cool the first couple days we were there, which was all that saved my northwoods children from melting immediately), and even some camping. Not by me, thankfully, though I understand A., Cubby, and Charlie enjoyed it immensely.

Maybe I'll post some pictures later. For right now, I have some northwoods air to breathe. And a lot of laundry to do. Peace out.