Despite all my attempts to stay in Phoenix, we're back home and back to reality. (Insert giant sigh.) I did so, so, so well on the plane this time, you would have been proud. It makes flying to England a little less scary. Did I miss my kids?
I didn't. We were barely gone 48 hours so I chose not to miss them because it would ruin the tiny amount of time I had with David. And we had the best time together. We saw two movies, rode on light rail around Phoenix and Tempe, ate a lot, slept in, admired the 30 thousand marathoners that were also in the city, basked in the 75 degree weather, and did a lot of hand-holding.
But we're back now. And I'm back to full-time Mommy. Which is also a blessing. So I guess you could say I've really had the best of both worlds this week.