No place like home.

People say home is where the heart is. If that's the case, then I have two homes. Of course, my home is wherever Jeff and our sweet boy are. But I suppose my second home is at mom and dad's. I seriously love my folks and always have the best time visiting them. They are so good to let me, Benjamin and Osa take over their house when Jeff has terrible hours or is out of town and we're looking for some company. Last week Jeff had to take a trip to New Orleans and I didn't have the courage to go there with a very active 19 month old, so I loaded Ben and the dog in the car and made the 400 mile trip back home to see mom and dad. Our visit consisted of hugs, chats, eating out, walks, parks, ice cream, church, puppies, relaxation and lots of laughs. We'll be taking advantage of the shorter drive back home as much as we can before our big move to Missouri. We are sure going to miss our frequent visits to grandma and grandpa's house. You can see why.