Home at Last
Chris turned to me at lunch today and said, "Man, I am glad we aren't in a hotel anymore." Me too, baby. Me toooooooo.
We arrived home on Friday around noon Taiwan time. The house had a completely empty fridge and looked like a tornado hit it about 20 minutes after we walked in the door. But it was oh so lovely to be home.
Miss G was super grouchy on Saturday because of the jet lag. You can see the crabbiness in her eyes in the picture above. She is looking at the camera like, "I don't know why I am irritated, BUT I AM." Thank goodness, she slept for 14 hours last night and was back to her perky self today. Chris was cracking her up in the high chair at dinner. It is a long story that would probably bore you, but suffice it to say that her squeals and giggles had us in fits of laughter. Good times.
We have been using the stroller now that we are back home. Gioia is not quite sure if she likes it. We went on an exceptionally long walk today to IKEA and back, and halfway home she refused the sweet ride and demanded to be carried. We walked everywhere with her on our chests in China and Hawaii, so it makes sense. But man is she heavy without a carrier to distribute the weight. Lesson learned: bring the mei tei on long stroller trips.
And doesn't Gioia look stylin' in her stroller blanket? Aunt Mary Beth and Uncle Hugh have great taste.