Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Home Again, Home Again

At midnight we returned from a whirlwind trip to Detroit.

Seven days, one grubby van, two exhausted parents, four cranky children, two stuffed Scooby Doos, a zillion suitcases, 1800 miles...

The good news? One Papa appearing good as new. One Oney recovering slowly but surely.

Lots of memories. Among other milestones, I bought cigarettes for the first time in my life. Suffice it to say that the corporal works of mercy sometimes take an unexpected form.

It was good to be there. It is good to be home.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

... jiggety-jog! Glad to hear your mom (I assume) is recovering well and that you had a good trip. Interesting about the cigarettes! Life is full of surprises.